Death Dealer

summoned by the God of Death
Nostra walks the silent halls
soon she’ll face her sentencing
between God’s high white walls

“explain me this, angel of mine,”
God’s first words sound strict
“your task was simple, and yet you failed
the choice you made, you must depict”

in full detail, Nostra tells all
of how she let a young girl live
she knew her task, meant to comply
and why she chose death not to give

and finally, when the tale is told
God sits a while, thinks long and hard
looks up and asks, face in disgust
“which one of you let go a fart?”

Nostra is let go unscathed
another angel will do the job
the young girl dies that very day
because an angel’s ass went pop

Leave a Comment