El Magnifico 

El magnifico was a luchador past his prime 

He was the greatest wrestler of his time

But an injury had ended his lustrous career

And he no longer gets to enjoy the crowds cheer 
But from time to time like every old warrior

He puts on his mask and walks down the market corridor

Old fans wave and ask for his autograph

Some ask about old matches and enjoy a laugh 
Then one day someone with too much to prove

Pushed el magnifico and told him to move

When magnifico turned to face this guy

The guy spit in el magnifico’s eye 
El magnifico’s blood began to boil 

And his feet dug into the soil 

He issued the guy a challenge to a match

But there was only one simple catch 
This match would be a street fight

The guy accepted and hit el magnifico with a flash light

E magnifico stumbled then delivered a drop kick

Hitting the guy so hard he became sick 
El magnifico then picked the guy high in the air

And power bombed him through a chair

The guy laid crying in the middle of the street 

At the hands of el magnifico he had suffered defeat
And once again el magnifico had his glory

He had wrote a new chapter in his story

He had a new purpose for his mask

He could stop criminals committing evils task 


The Devil 

Who knew the gates to hell were located in Georgia

In the middle of a growing town known to the locals as Atlanta

The devil had drifted in after a long stay in an unfavorable place

But if he had been here before no one recognized his face
Maybe it was because Sherman had tried to burn down the city

The devil thought How did Lincoln get an angel to fight in his army 

No matter, that was over and the devil had to form a new plan 

Slavery was supposed to be the greatest evil to infect man 
But the devil was thwarted by God’s finest Angel “The Great Mark”

The defender of the light against evils plight to make the world dark 

The devil almost vomits thinking about this dope

How can one angel possibly give humans so much hope 
At last the Devil was at the gates of hell ready to unleash an attack

He would take the souls of humans and control of earth back

The Devil had found out how to open the door

When suddenly there was the sound of feet hitting the floor
“Son of a Bitch” grunted the devil “what are you doing here?”

“Stopping you” grinned The Great Mark as he drew a sword showing no fear

The devil drew a sword of his own and it covered itself in flames

As he ran the devil shouted “I’m done with your games!”
Flaming swords crashed in the middle of the street 

Then the devil was yanked off his evil hoof feet 

He stared up as 5 more angels stood over his head

Move an inch and you’ll wish that you could wind up dead
The 5 angels picked up the devil and took off in the sky 

The Great Mark stood there with a touch of anger in his eye 

This wasn’t the first time these two had fought 

This won’t be the last time either but that’s all the story your money has bought 

The Drifter 

Lighting flashed across the sky as if fighting a rain cloud

Thunder roared over the noise of the saloon seeming unnaturally loud 

A man playing cards jumped to his feet and shot another player 

Grabbing the money in the middle claiming the other was a cheater
The gunman ran into the street while the others gave pursuit 

The gunman didn’t get to far as he ran into a drifter in a odd suit 

The drifter smelled of smoke and had an eerily evil smile 

The drifter asked the gunman why don’t you stay for a while 
The group stood awestruck but the drifter walked through the men 

He walked into the saloon and yelled to the barkeep for a shot of gin 

Several gunshots rang from outside as the group had killed the gunman 

This was the first time the drifter was seen in Lakeland 
The next morning the drifter went to the general store to buy a new shirt

When a wild cowboy came in yelling for everyone to hit the dirt 

The drifter just smiled as the cowboy grabbed the cash 

Then shot the storekeeper before he made his crazed dash 
The day after that the drifter met a beautiful lady

He chatted her up as they stood in the dusty alley 

A few hours had passed and they found their way to a comfy room 

The innkeeper hated to noise so much he hit the ceiling with his broom 
The fourth day was Sunday and as everyone knows

Sunday is the day of the lord, there is no work, drinking or shows 

This Sunday the preacher called for the drifter the be hanged 

For it was his wife that this horrible drifter had banged
He claimed the drifter to be an agent of the devil 

That he had brought with him a plague of of evil 

The drifter must be stopped before anyone else died 

The menfolk agreed while the women and children cried
But I know to them the drifter had been diligent working 

He had been collecting twigs and brush for kindling

And as the preacher delivered his powerful sermon 

The drifter had started a fire and chained the door to eliminate the vermin 

Don’t Open The Cage

The prisoner sits in the corner mumbling to no one it seems
He gets up and attacks the cell at its seams 

Then goes back to sitting in his scribbled covered corner 

But what is the cause of the madness that plagues this prisoner 
Is he here because he was sick in the brain or did it drive him insane 

Is he the conductor or a passenger of this mental train 

The guard usually ignores the prisoner’s words and antics

But something the guard saw today caused him to panic 
The prisoner lay on the floor dead not moving an inch 

The guard rushed in shouting and gave the prisoner a pinch 

The guard then turned pale white and began to perspire

Because the prisoner was grinning and the cell was catching fire  
The guard froze his brain struggling to decide which problem to solve

The cell was burning and the prisoner was rushing the door with resolve 

The prisoner had escaped and the guard was left to battle the flames 

Was the prisoner crazy or just playing advanced mind games
No one has seen the prisoner since that dreadful night 

No one knows the direction or the purpose of his flight 

Only one thing is certain about the prisoner 

He is free and the world is now in severe horrible danger