(Written Mar 9, 2011)
Following our hero's travels
We see him make a pit stop in an unknown village.
He asks a local, sitting by a fountain,
"Excuse me sure. What's the name of this place?"
The man replies, "Hell."
Oh my, thinks our hero,
who then suspects the man to have perhaps just received some bad news or to have fallen on hard times.
Our hero asks again of a woman he encounters.
She is sweeping her front step.
"I call it my own personal nightmare," she grumbles.
Goodness me. Must be a rough town.
Finally our hero finds a child.
"Excuse me little one, what sort of place is this?"
The child, finger in ear, thinks about our hero's question, then finally answers,
"My mum says it's a place where you work hard or you starve."
Our hero, stunned into silence but for a moment,
Mutters under his breath,
"Egad, this IS Hell."
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