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A Damn Good Business

I'm the manager of Hell. I run my business Like any other man. I keep my cells Nicely warm and dandy. Nobody here will ever get cold. Neither will they brake a bone When visiting my health club. My machines are in the finest shape. Every so-called bone Will be crushed to dust. All my visitors Take what I offer. I give them torture And they repay me in pain. I'm proud of my business 'Cause all my guests must feel happy, Safe, and satisfied. The rumor's spreading. New ones keep on coming. And they always check in But they never check out. - Me

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