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I went to hell;

it was a pretty town,

with rows of tall houses

and no trees nearby.

All looked grumpy,

busy and angry.

I wandered about

for a while,

to me it looked

a lot like life on earth.

I knocked on a blue door,

and asked if I could stay.

They laughed at my face

and banged it shut anyway.

I looked closely at the

other shut  doors

and cage like windows;

it was earth

only cleaner and more brown.