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I played dice with the devil,
One false and foggy night.
I thought he was on the level
He cackled with delight.
I took the cubes, clacking softly;
Rose to my heels and threw!
They jounced and jangled down the alley,
Rolling through the dew.
“Six,” he laughed. “You make me sick!”
He reached to the ground and
Picked up the pair. “Now here’s a trick!”
He cried, breathing flames into his hand.
The dice growled, rattled, and shook.
They leapt out of his hand
Bowed to the oldest crook
And waltzed on the land
Tip-tapping to the ground
Tangoing to the floor
My head began to pound
The numbers: five and four.
Now he’s got me, giggling and mad
This night was not to be mine
But it’s really not so bad
Come on in, the inferno’s fine.