(c) William Russell 8:30 PM April 13, 1985
How to stand in the depths of fiery hell
And to remain uncharred
Dashing from it
By the leaps of every yard
Just remember the sweet glistening smile
Of your baby as a child
When you first caught her smile
It will lift your spirit
And when there is a spirit
There can exist no fiery hell
Just a warm bright sweet smell
On the other side of ... hell