Torrential rain and blackened sky, the day I sold my soul.
Foreboding dark and lightening strike, as thunder starts to roll.
I stand beheld by shadows dark, a train that never comes.
Well this is great, my train is late, my feet and toes are numb.
Rumble, grumble, gurgle, roar, the hunger pains are back.
I didn't have a chance to eat, the food and drink I lack.
I'd kill to eat a scabby horse, or eat the scraps thrown out.
I'd sell my soul for chicken wings, just meat with bones cut out.
Behold a man in red and black, a smile upon his face.
He beckons me to talk with him, a soul so far from grace.
He held before me contract type, and quill that drips blood red.
'Just sign here, and here, and here, and so you shall be fed'.
I signed the form in triplicate, anticipate my feast.
Saliva dribbled down my chin, my hunger pains increased.
A bucket full of chicken wings appeared before my eyes.
Just meat and skin, no bones within, a smell you can't deny.
'Be seeing you', so said the man, 'my business here is done'.
He faded in a puff of smoke, but laughing 'cause he'd won.
So many different chicken wings, some spicy, plain and sweet.
I gorge myself in greasy joy, a tasty, costly treat.
I sold my soul for chicken wings, the best I've ever tried.
The memories of that costly treat, will haunt me 'til i've died.
And then beyond, the Devil's due, my soul for wings was bought.
Damnation for eternity, no solice can be sought.
How stupid we, as mortal men, can be in weakened state.
I sold my soul for chicken wings, for me it is too late.
Heed my words, behold my tale, eternal soul be burned.
So weak was I to chicken wings, a lesson must be learned.
Author notes
This poem is from my Gothic Tales CD, to hear it, go to http://www.archive.org/details/ISoldMySoulForChickenWings
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Comments
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Very clever, this one!
It's obviously a very funny piece, yet with a fairly serious message hiding within! lol!
I love the imagery in this, what a funny scene I can imagine here! But, as other readers have pointed out, if you exchange the chicken wings for something more serious, it becomes a whole different piece..... cool write!
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You are very skilled at rhyme, your words flowed smoothly and you were able to rhyme through out, with out it feeling forced or it becoming distracting. As for the content, this has a dark humor that is clever and unique - and wow that picture is perfect for the poem. Nice job.
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Fantastic!!
This is a great piece with a chilling message. You have made it easy for me to see in my mind's eye the man standing at the station while the devil sneeks up on him to take his soul. Your touch of humor with the chicken wings actually makes the reader have to smile, but the seriousness is definetly there to see. This is a job well done. Your friend in Poetry, Mysty Rain
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My first reaction was to laugh [which i did, mentally, as im in the office at the moment] but then my second was to think - because if you replace chicken wings with something more serious, you'll find people who are selling their souls daily;
- drugs
- alcohol
- sex etc
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This is all too real for me to really laugh, perhaps unwittingly you have spoken truth within this poem. For it may not be for 'chicken wings' but whatever it is for it is just as useless, this is too eerie for me, people are actually doing just this, trust me lol
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very amusing, i loved the rhyme scheme
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really good thanx for entering and goodluck
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Many thanks for your entry in our contest, please join us in our next one.
Sue and Jeff -
This is a great piece, love the dark side you added to it. Best of luck in the contest with it
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So vivid!!
I could easily see the station,
the devil in all his "charm"
I love the message -- truth
is people have souled thier souls
for less..
This is amazing!!!!!!!!
And truly thought provoking.
I love it!
~Pastel
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This is a wonderfully written and excellently flowing poem. In my opinion it should have placed much higher in the contest. Bless you...Scott
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"I'd sell my soul for chicken wings, just meat with bones cut out." - would they still be "wings" if they had no bones?
"He faded in a puff of smoke, but laughing cause he'd won." - I feel you should place the apostrophe in front of "cause". "Because" and "Cause" are two different words, with two different meanings.
"The memories of that costly treat, will haunt me til i've died." - I feel you should have the apostrophe in front of "til"; or you could add the extra "l" at the end, making it "till", which evidently means the same, as well.
"I sold my soul for chicken wings, for me it is to late." - "to" at the end would be "too".
I love spicy chicken wings, I salivate for the ones that are made and sold by this Super Market I live near, I mean they are perfect in every way. Not too spicy, fried, and huge; and you get 20 of them. A bit expensive, about $8 a box (minus tax) but they are worth it.
A good poem that you have written here.
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funny with a sense of terror!
This was funny as hell! but also with a sense of terror involved. Very well done! Good luck in the contest!
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*muffled laughter* ROFLOL!!!!
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