Hello you,
Yes you.
How are you?
Doing well?
Here's a ticket
Down to hell.
For if you read on,
I shall warn,
You'll sin yourself,
And die forlorn.
You're still here,
Congratulations,
Now let's steer your soul,
to hell's probation.
Suck it up
and buckle up,
Shuffle down
and double up,
Are you ready? Here we go,
Keep on steady, and let's roll!
To your left
which you will see,
is the death
of history.
Ancient Egypt's
golden towers,
and Hussein's
hurricane powers.
Please don't mind
the Hitler 'stache,
we shaved it off
'cause of his rash.
To your right,
floating there,
is the feared
Future's lair.
Space shuttles
and beaming cars,
chocolate truffles
made on Mars.
The iPad 50,
laser knives,
razor blades
of children's cries.
To your front
where we are headed,
are the flames
which you dreaded.
See you have sinned
by taking this
dreaded ride
into abyss.
But as you burn
please take this poster,
of the infamous
Hell's Rollercoaster.
