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Show Something: Tliat Is Good Is Worth Passing On. rhe Devil sat by the Lake of Fire, On a pile of sulphur kegs; His head was bowed upon his breast, His tail between his legs. A. look of shame was on his face, The sparks dropped' from his eyes; !Ie had sent his resignation To the throne up in the skies. .'m down and out, the Devil said. He said it with a sob; "here are others that outclass me, And I want to quit my job. Iell isn't in it with the land, And his army on the Rhine; 'm a 'h'as been" and a "piker," And therefore I resign, 'hose ammunition slingers, With their bloody shot and shell; vnow more about damnation Than all the imps of hell. jive my jot) to Kaiser Wilhelm, And his army on the Rhine, on Tirpitz, or Von Hindenberg Or some such child of mine, hate to leave the old home, The spot I love so well ; Hit I feel that I'm not up-to-date, In the art of running Hell. |