My Halloween Demise
When I finally met St Peter at the Gate
He politely asked me if I would wait..
He thought he should ask God
If he should let in this old broad..
Normally I would never have passed,
But my devil costume was such a blast.....
For Tony's contest..
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2010
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