Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Dealmaker

For churches I'm best friend there is,

Cuz they know they can count on me

To give them their profitable biz,

From all the sinners that there be.

Heaven's getting harder to sell.

Churches need fear that's all my own,

A one way trip to go to hell.

Nothing sells like fire and brimstone.

So churches, to meet money goal,

Have contracted with me, so I'm

Now owner of the churches' soul,

Satanizing me all the time.

Sunday church goers I do seek,

Cuz they're sinners rest of the week.