The Evil Eaton: Cantos XLII-XLV

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The Evil Eaton: Cantos XLII-XLV

by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole

XLII

As up went Satan, Timmy stalls,
And last time to his brother calls,
With patient love, he coaxed him home,
No more would he in wastelands roam,
No more to dally far from light,
No more the good to scratch in spite;
And slowly, slowly seeped the dank
That…