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Topic: Cooking or Baking (01/04/07)
TITLE: The Devil's Stew
By Linda Watson Owen
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His devious recipe and brew was giving him delight!
His eyes aflame and watering mouth hung over his dread pot
as in his mind a sickening sauce now simmered his foul plot.
“I’ll stir their souls in hellion broth! Oh how their sins will flow!
They’ll think they’re in a pleasure pond! Haha! They’ll never know
that like a frog, the heat will rise and still they’ll smile and sing
until the boiling point is met! Then I’ll own everything!”
The Devil counted out the cups of ‘Have yourself some fun!’
and tossed them in the cauldron quite enough for everyone.
“I’ll add a spoonful of ‘Get rich!’ a pinch of “Want it now!’
One whiff of this and they’ll be mine! Chef Sin will take a bow!”
So through the night this ornery wretch stirred on in giggling glee,
elated by the bubbling batch of broth so thickening sweet.
And by the light of lapping flames that licked the slopping rim
the Devil added one more BAM of ‘Who cares where I’ve been!”
The brewing mess smelled sugary, a treat for any tongue,
especially for those adrift or for the very young.
You’d think the dark would give a clue this is no place to be!
But as he planned, the great pot’s heat increased by each degree.
No soul jumped out or took a note that something was amiss.
Instead they swam and drank the soup of clueless naughty bliss.
Again the Devil cackled loud into the moon lit skies,
but little did he know it then. He didn’t realize.
The very skies that echoed back his laughter so depraved
would in that same night open for the One Who comes to save.
A blinding light! A trumpet blast! A shout and then a step!
And guess Who stood beside the ghoul who stirred the stinky mess?!
“I’ll take that spoon.” The Lord now spoke as night turned into day.
“Well, Sir, you see, I was keeping them warm until You came this way.
The poor little dears had lost their way, and then they just dropped in.
And what do you know! I just happened to have this warm pool where they swim!”
One look from the Lord and the Devil shrank and crawled back to his cave.
A slotted spoon in just the Right Hand fished out the sweating babes.
“Too near to cooking in the pot, you all had come to be.
Now take my advice, and live your life with a look before you leap!”
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