Heaven's Gate

I took my bow and arrow and aimed it at the sky the arrow struck a target as the clouds went drifting by. St Peter wasn’t happy, in fact I made him cry, for my arrow hit his ledger for the souls who passed him by. Now the Pearly Gates were open ‘Cause they couldn’t leave a queue, he was certain that some devils had managed to squeeze through. Now there’s hell to play in heaven and God was blaming him St Peter now responsible for letting devils in! St Peter said he blamed me for heavens sorry state. If I hadn’t shot the arrow he’s have never left the gate. But now he’d like to kill me for I’d turned his love to hate I said please do it quickly before again you lock the gate! So now Angels, Me and Demons are all playing on a cloud. But a notice on the gatepost says ‘No Bows and Arrows allowed!” Ivor G Davies