"In this house of horrors
I'll show you the corridors
straight from hell,
All you have to do
is ring my doorbell.
My room is beyond
this twisted path;
of limbs and gore
to enter limbo,
Just open the door.
The knob twists and turns,
ripping the bloody door open,
spewing its foul stench
;
sticky floors
prickly walls,
and oozing ceilings:
Welcome to gluttony.
This putrid place
is where I roam,
Your more than welcome
to make yourself at home!
Take a seat and have a drink!
Make yourself comfy,
for I'll make sure
you stay awhile
I may not be the greatest of host's,
but
god-damn can I mix a good drink!
I'll keep you here for eternity,
'less you wanna leave
Only one way out, and it is beyond
the door of lust.
Just keep one thing in mind if comes to thus:
I may be putrid, grimy and glum,
But compared to lust
I am your sugar plum."
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