Me and maw found this on a postcard while we were cleanin a travel trunk that belonged to my nanny brown out hope yall like it
The Devil in Hell, we're told, was chained, A a thousand years he there remained. He neither complained nor did he groan, But determined to start a hell of his own. Where he could torment the souls of me, Whithout being chained in an under-ground pen. So he asked the Lord if he had on hand anything left when He made this land. The Lord said, "Yes, I have plenty of land, But i left it down on the Rio Grande. The fact is, old, boy, the stuff is real poor, But your welcome to it and plenty more." So the Devil went down to look at the truck and said if he took it as a gift he was stuck, For after examining it carefully and well he concludedthe place was too dry for a hell. So in order to get it off His hand, The Lord proimsed to water the land, For He had some water or rather some dregs Rather cathartic and smelled like bad eggs. Hence the trade was closed and the deed was given and the Lord went back to His home in Heaven. The Devil said to himself " I have all that is needed to make a good Hell," and hence he succeeded. He began to put thorns all over the trees and mixed up the sand with millions of fleas. He scattered tarantulas along the roads; put thorns on cactus and horns on toads. He lengthened the horns of the Texas steers and put an addition to the rabbit's ears. He put a little devil in the broncho stted and poisioned the feet of the centipede. The rattlesnake bites you, the scorpion stings, the mosquito delights you with his buzzing wings. Sand-burs cause you to jig and dance and those who sit down will have ants in their pants. The Devil then said that throughout the land He'd arrange to keep up the Devil's on brand, the heat in the summer is one hundred and ten, too hot for the Devil too hot for the men. And all should be mavericks unless they bore marks and scratches or bites by the score. Go see for yourself and you can tell, 'Tis a hell of a place he has for a hell.
