Call Him Pops

Hey there, old man, old man
  Where did you come from

Son, you can call me Pops, and
  Like you, I came from a putrid drop

Hey Pops, Hey Pops, tell me
  Where are you going

Like you, son, I'll need me a dug-out
  'Cuz I'm headed for earthworms and maggots

One more question, Pops, if I may
  If I get to Heaven, what should I say

Tell Heaven the Truth -- Earth was pure delusion
  And you're hoping God will clear up the confusion
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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April 16, 2021 at 1:06 PM
Excellent poem Gershon - I love your last couplet, and it is true, I agree with what Pops answered Earth is a delusion but it is the only Planet we know that humans exist in and therefore have to be patient with it. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
Wolf Avatar
April 16, 2021 at 4:55 PM
Good advice, Jennifer! I'm taking it. ~ Dr. Wolf: Patience with patients.
Hankins Avatar
April 16, 2021 at 8:54 AM
Another good one, Gershon. You are really on a roll! I love the entire layout of this poem and the final couplet is superb. Again, good stuff!
Wolf Avatar
April 16, 2021 at 4:51 PM
Ha, ha! You've given me the Chuck Berris Productions top award, i.e., 'More good stuff!' ~ The Unknown Comic
Ball Avatar
April 16, 2021 at 7:58 AM
Oh well done Gershon. Love it. We truly have messed up not only the earth but our children as well so they continue on the same path we followed destroying everything we touch. Yep we all better clean up our act or we are headed for earth worms and maggots. And only God can straighten it out now. God Bless, JB
Wolf Avatar
April 16, 2021 at 4:54 PM
Well, one is cremated or thrown overboard from a ship, then all roads lead to earthworms and maggots. It's a grave situation...
Y. Avatar
April 15, 2021 at 9:17 PM
Hi Gershon, Very clever and creative. I’m sure I have to reread this to get a better understanding. Are they sick? Good title, it compelled to come read your write. Or you could just explain. My mind is thinking meaning things. Well done. Have a great evening:-) Alexis
Wolf Avatar
April 16, 2021 at 4:49 PM
Alexis, keep that thinking cap on, now. ~ gw
Gauthier Avatar
April 15, 2021 at 8:52 PM
Very clever ~ as usual... but I couldn't help but wonder when you said "putrid drop" did you mean petri dish? lol
Wolf Avatar
April 16, 2021 at 4:48 PM
Actually, by 'putrid drop,' I meant an egg roll with a dollop of spermatazoa. Taste treat! (Yechh!).
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