The Devil’s Carol
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“So utters my legend in the dark,
That the devil, too, has its own fear to face;
And everybody knows, all legends are true.”
A villanelle poem written in iambic pentameter.
My entry for the #ScaredDevil contest by @stargazer_

The Devil’s Carol

Well,

Well, yesterday I looked at the devil

Well, yesterday I looked at the devil Through a

Well, yesterday I looked at the devil Through a golden mirror

Well, yesterday I looked at the devil Through a golden mirror of

Well, yesterday I looked at the devil Through a golden mirror of silver glass;

Well, yesterday I looked at the devil Through a golden mirror of silver glass; Oh,

Well, yesterday I looked at the devil Through a golden mirror of silver glass; Oh, and so

Well, yesterday I looked at the devil Through a golden mirror of silver glass; Oh, and so sang he

Well, yesterday I looked at the devil Through a golden mirror of silver glass; Oh, and so sang he his

Well, yesterday I looked at the devil Through a golden mirror of silver glass; Oh, and so sang he his gruesome

Well, yesterday I looked at the devil Through a golden mirror of silver glass; Oh, and so sang he his gruesome carol.

Came upon me

Came upon me the bitter

Came upon me the bitter doom

Came upon me the bitter doom evil

Came upon me the bitter doom evil Through a golden mirror

Came upon me the bitter doom evil Through a golden mirror of

Came upon me the bitter doom evil Through a golden mirror of silver glass;

Came upon me the bitter doom evil Through a golden mirror of silver glass; Broke it,

Came upon me the bitter doom evil Through a golden mirror of silver glass; Broke it, still through it

Came upon me the bitter doom evil Through a golden mirror of silver glass; Broke it, still through it could see the devil.

He talked,

He talked, “All secrets to me unravel:

He talked, “All secrets to me unravel: Through a golden mirror of silver glass,

He talked, “All secrets to me unravel: Through a golden mirror of silver glass, Sing me

He talked, “All secrets to me unravel: Through a golden mirror of silver glass, Sing me already

He talked, “All secrets to me unravel: Through a golden mirror of silver glass, Sing me already that

He talked, “All secrets to me unravel: Through a golden mirror of silver glass, Sing me already that gruesome

He talked, “All secrets to me unravel: Through a golden mirror of silver glass, Sing me already that gruesome carol

He talked, “All secrets to me unravel: Through a golden mirror of silver glass, Sing me already that gruesome carol.

He talked, “All secrets to me unravel: Through a golden mirror of silver glass, Sing me already that gruesome carol.”

He talked,

He talked, “In envy forever revel,

He talked, “In envy forever revel, Through a golden mirror of silver glass,

He talked, “In envy forever revel, Through a golden mirror of silver glass, Lucky is man who looks at the devil

He talked, “In envy forever revel, Through a golden mirror of silver glass, Lucky is man who looks at the devil.

He talked, “In envy forever revel, Through a golden mirror of silver glass, Lucky is man who looks at the devil.”

“Utter this,

“Utter this, in old age

“Utter this, in old age won’t you shrivel

“Utter this, in old age won’t you shrivel If through a

“Utter this, in old age won’t you shrivel If through a golden mirror

“Utter this, in old age won’t you shrivel If through a golden mirror of

“Utter this, in old age won’t you shrivel If through a golden mirror of white glass,

“Utter this, in old age won’t you shrivel If through a golden mirror of white glass, Sing me

“Utter this, in old age won’t you shrivel If through a golden mirror of white glass, Sing me already

“Utter this, in old age won’t you shrivel If through a golden mirror of white glass, Sing me already that

“Utter this, in old age won’t you shrivel If through a golden mirror of white glass, Sing me already that gruesome

“Utter this, in old age won’t you shrivel If through a golden mirror of white glass, Sing me already that gruesome carol

“Utter this, in old age won’t you shrivel If through a golden mirror of white glass, Sing me already that gruesome carol.

“Utter this, in old age won’t you shrivel If through a golden mirror of white glass, Sing me already that gruesome carol.”

From

North From

North From To

North From To South

did

did the

did the devil

did the devil travel

did the devil travel,

But

Could But

Could But Not

Could But Not Fool

Could Me But Not Fool

white

white mirror

white mirror of

white mirror of glass;

For I,

I know

that

what

what scares

what scares the

what scares the devil

what scares the devil;

It

It Is

It Is Me

It Is Me,

It Is Me, So

It Is Me, So sings

It Is Me, So sings my

It Is Me, So sings my gruesome

It Is Me, So sings my gruesome carol.

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