Walton: Facade: Sir Beelzebub

Beelzebub called for his syllabub
In the hotel
In Hell
Where Persephone first felt blue
As the gendarmerie
Were the waves of the sea
Rocking and shocking the barmaid
Like balaclava the lava came down from the roof
And the sea's blue wooden gendarmerie
Took them in charge while Beelzebub roared for his rum
None of them got