The Devil and Parson Church; or, Birds of a feather

OLD LUCIFER came on earth one day,
When he was in merry plight,
To look for a meal of dainty prey,
To pamper his appetite!

He stalk'd thro' the courts of law, but grinn'd
To find stale picking was there;
For his maw both BENCH and BAR had thinn'd,
And all look'd devilish bare.