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Dreaming

Late last night I had a dream I'd gone to heaven, or so it seem I opened a golden door And walked into a "goodie" store There was lots of food on every shelf With a big sign saying, "Help yourself" So, I ate my fill and put some in a sack It was a long way home, I might need a snack I started to leave, but to my dismay Something at the door blocked my way It was Satan, with a smile on his face I wasn't in heaven, it was that other place "You must step on my scales", he said I was thinking, "I'd rather be dead" It was then I woke up screaming I sure was glad I was only dreaming!!!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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