The Weakling by REH

I thought that I had everything that REH had ever published, but ran across this gem posted on Weird Tales magazine's FB page... Perfect!

"The Weakling" by Robert E. Howard

  I died in sin and forthwith went to Hell;
I made myself at home upon the coals...
Where seas of flame break on the cinder shoals.
Till Satan came and said with angry yell,
"You there - divulge what route by which you fell."
"I spent my youth among the flowing bowls,
"Wasted my life with women of dark souls,
"Died brothel-fighting - drunk on muscatel."

Said he, "My friend, you've been directed wrong:
"You've naught to recommend you for our feasts -
"Like factory owners, brokers, elders, priests;
"The air for you! This place is for the strong!
"Then as I pondered, minded to rebel,
He laughed and forthwith kicked me out of Hell.