"The Song"
By Todd A. Davis
Paddles and chains, and even some canes,
and a good sub to bludgeon.
These are essential if you want to visit,
down at the old dungeon.
Come hear the jeers and come hear the cheers,
and the screams rising into the night.
Come let the loud cries fill your ears
with our songs of pure delight.
Do not try to judge, for we will not budge.
should you tell us we are all wrong.
You should not mock us just because you have
no place in our dance, and no part in our song.
If you would but try, I know you would sigh,
savoring each lovely impact.
If this is so, then please stop on by,
or else please leave our peace intact.
