A Marrying Way Here Today!

The other day the cat was out and he heard a shout. One guy was making fun as his divorce, I guess, was done. He married the devil at his sea. Damn, how did that come to be?

Married the dark guy.
The one that makes flames fly.
Maybe he was horny?
That could get a bit thorny.

The devil must be nice.
Wonder what was his price?
Was it a soul deal?
Maybe he ate it as a meal.

Never knew the devil got divorced.
I wonder if that can be enforced?
Do our laws apply in Hell?
Down there can they even spell?

Maybe it is too hot.
Pens melt on the spot.
Then that would mean he's stuck.
Unless Hell froze over and passed the buck.

Could make his relationship cold.
Things wouldn't get very bold.
That could be the reason why.
A shame for the poor limp guy.

But wait, there's more.
At least more to my enncore.
I'm thinking this through.
Don't roll your eyes at your zoo.

Okay, is the roll done?
Back to the fun.
The fun being if Hell is fake.
Whoops, he made a mistake.

He divorced an imaginary man.
Maybe he wasn't his biggest fan?
Those fake horns can be sharp.
He could have wanted to play the harp.

Or red wasn't his color anymore.
Wanted more white at his shore.
Found red such a drag,
So he waved the white flag.

Or maybe the white pen.
Dumped the devil from his den.
That imaginary mate took half his imaginary dough.
Where he went? Damned if I know.

The cat had to do that. Ever marry the devil where you are at? That would be rather bad. Did you get out of it at your pad? Hopefully you never had to sell your soul. Ever use or hear that saying as you are out for a stroll? I think I just gave the poor married to the devil humans gas. Oh where the mind goes of my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.