The game of Shame
When his cloth was tossed
Thinking that was the end of the show.
But lo and behold
The Grave cannot keep him so low
Since he was from above.
Where is all of the Devil’s blow
That made his blood flow?
Is it not the hyssop that made man to be white as snow?
The Devil on his toe
As we appear on the show
For he is greatest dope of all the time.
Only on His name we have our boast!