What the hell? hadephobia
He wasn’t feeling very well—
And feared he was about to die.
But even more: He thought of hell
(He was, you’ll see, that kind of guy).
The thought of burning frightened him.
The smell of sulphur made him sick.
He also knew his brother Jim
Would be there too—and pretty quick.
He didn’t like Jim—not at all.
The fear of Satan froze his heart.
(The thought of going made him bawl.)
Would demons eat him a la carte?
And so he tried another tack—
He’d really give it all he could.
He stored his evil out in back
And thought he'd try just being good.