Cold Day In Hell

Out in the lanes where laughs not Mirth Where maggots thrive 'mid offal fogs A mongrel bitch wreaked lethal birth Unto a host of puppy dogs Six guileless hounds were spewed in Hell The dowager vaporing dead Five unlicked pups heaved blind and fell Until but one might Being wed It was a cold day in hell We were dying well That was yesterday Today we're living well Then I bereft of Pride's respect My spirit cold spurned to this sty Touched humble fur O dim reject For me his spark refused to die It was a cold day in hell We were dying well That was yesterday Today we're living well It matters not how mixed his blood How flea-infected be his skin I now command this canine stud I am the master of Chien It was a cold day in hell We were dying well That was yesterday Today we're living well That was yesterday Today we're living well