The bar was lowered
As drinks were poured
The Snake came belly up
Across the sticky floor
Into the Lamb's drink
Snuck a drug of choice
Moments soon after
She couldn't find her voice
She watched as she was carried
Into the Devil's bed
Not being able to say a word
She fell asleep instead
The next morning she awoke
Next to a dark haired man
Her clothes were missing
She couldn't understand
"How are you feeling?"
The Devil spoke to her
Her voice was still missing
Everything was a blur
"I took care of you last night.
That Snake is an evil creature.
Once you're feeling better,
I'll take you to the Preacher."
Three years had passed
& the Lamb started feeling okay
They went & saw the Preacher
& he married them that day
Another three years went by
& they gave birth to a snake
Who promised herself
To never make the same mistake
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