Lucifer

She calls him Lucifer Because of the way that he treats her, And because his ex is a fat hag And she enjoys to curse and boss him and nag. His children she said are little imps They both are pathetic little wimps, They get their way by whining, lying and crying As though someone is dying. The boy she says is just like his dad If he don't get his way he pouts and gets mad, And he too is a spoiled little demon brat Who is pestersome like an annoying little gnat. The daughter she says is learning to be a tease And like her mother a succubus one day she will please, She walks about learning how to flirt And someday soon she will get used and hurt. Unto them all she is just their obedient slave They not one no how to act or ever behave, She smiles and agrees and does what she is told If not, her they will punish and scold. She still calls him a lying devil Upon that status and name she said he does revel, He enjoys it when she is mistreated and does suffer That is why she calls him Lucifer. Randy L. McClave