Renovations
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Renovations
Hell from beneath is moved for thee to meet thee at thy coming: it stirreth up the dead for thee, even all the chief ones of the earth; it hath raised up from their thrones all the kings of the nations.
– Isaiah 14: 9-11 Authorised Version
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| They're building a special annex In the lowest pit of Hell: Under the sub-sub-basement Where the meanest demons dwell. The Planning Committee's excited About Project Level Ten, There hasn't been this much buzz Since mad Caligula came in. They've installed a garish suburb With houses you can't tell apart, With flocked flamingos on each lawn And plumbing from. . . well, it's a start. . . The bathroom has low-flow toilets, The shower, a tiny trickle, The taps are antique enamel, Embossed with a hammer and sickle. The neighbourhood is well-provided for With all the fast-food eateries, Deep-fried rats and spicy cockroach wings, And sewer-sludge charcuterie. The longer Hades has to wait, The bigger the suburbs grow. 'You won't get paid,' the demon foreman says. 'Tell us something we don't know.' |
