The Final Chapter to Bal, Demon Apothecary (Satan's Snow & Bal's Accession Parts 1&2)

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The Final Chapter to Bal, Demon Apothecary (Satan's Snow & Bal's Accession Parts 1&2)

Andrew Scott
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since 1999-06-24

Posts 2558
Redlands,CA,USA

0 posted 1999-08-12 07:49 PM

Our story comes to an end
In this final chapter three
Of dangerous prescriptions
By Bal, Demon Apothecary

He plied his medical trade
Both on-high and down below
Resulting in near flames above
And hellish lands of snow

Now of God's little cold
He kept the last sneeze himself
Managing to put fabled Armageddon
Back on the top shelf

But God was very close
To blowing it all
And with lordly vengeance
He turned to the cowering Bal

"YOU ARE A MENACE!"
God did decree
"And I'll not have your pills
Anywhere near me!"

"Yet, I can't send you back."
("For mistakes I do not make.
And Stan would rub my nose in it
Of that I'll stake.")

"Bal, Heaven and Hell
Just aren't for you
But I know of a place
That I think will do."

"See that blue speck
Right down there
They call it Earth
That should be fair."

So to Earth Bal did go
With medical degree in hand
A black bag filled with mold
And a job in Maryland

Working for the Navy
Gave Bal's life true measure
Everyone wanted his moldy pills
The cure for foreign pleasure

Till one day Bal got the call
To help a man named Bill
Bal took one look
And prescribed him two moldy pills

But how was Bal to know
Bill had an odd gene
The one that caused
A penicillin allergy

And yet, Bill's was different
His brand of allergies
They made Bill feel quite at ease
Not even a sneeze

Bill soon got back
To his big white house
Where he was pretty loose
So he called his favorite blouse

"Say baby, I'm feelin' fine
Why don't you come over
And show the Pres
A real good time."

So with cigar in hand
And a little tush
Bill was makin' it
When the Red Button he accidentally pushed

Well, the birds were sent flyin'
In a nuclear rush
Mushrooms on the horizon
Were full and lush

And in the end
The earth went bust
For nothing could live
In that radiated dust

But there is still one
Who walks alone
And calls this wasted
Meteor his only home

For when God and Satan came to sort them out
Souls to their respective place
Bal, Demon Apothecary they found and said
"Looks like we've all run out of space."

(Aside)

So if you're traveling in this part of space
And come across this wasted rock so cold
Pass it on by with the quickest of haste
Because Bal's got a black bag full of mold

So ends the Saga of Bal, Demon Apothecary.

Delores Hall
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since 1999-07-16

Posts 342
USA

1 posted 1999-08-13 12:28 PM

Good writing.

Balladeer

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since 1999-06-05

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Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA

2 posted 1999-08-13 12:38 PM

I don't know how or why you got off on this wild tangent but I enjoyed every minute of it! For the third time, thanks again, Andrew!

Andrew Scott
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since 1999-06-24

Posts 2558
Redlands,CA,USA

3 posted 1999-08-13 11:23 AM

DH: Thanks for stopping by. I'm not sure if you caught the other two portions of this three part saga, but they are only a couple of pages back.

Balladeer: Glad you enjoyed the story line. It was alot of fun to write and a way to show off my own odd sence of humor. I posted a response at the end of the other two segments that will provide some background to your questions of how and why. Besides, I didn't want to get involved in the war of words and I needed something to keep me busy. All a matter of self preservation.

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