Sulfur Grins

and i wasn't expecting that

they gimme a handful of gold
              for my every good act

then i'm thru the Gates
              & start giving it away

that's when they call the cops--
"this place don't work that way"

kicked down to Hell, the maitre d'
          greets me with a sulfur grin

hands me a pad & pencil...
       ...been writing ever since