Mr.Gum

I know this old man name Mr Gum

He lost his wife many a many year
Ago..

“Oh how distraught the death of his
Wife

Left Mr Gum,

He prayed so hard each and every
Day

While tears fell from his eyes

Until Mrs Gum came within a
Vision..

She asked Mr Gum not to worry
So

For she had borrowed a pair
Of wings and she refuse to give
Them back..

She told Mr Gum to move on with
His life..

But please don’t miss heaven and go
Down Satan  highway..

For she was told, it was hot as fire crackers
Down there below!

And,

If  she tried to drop him a cube of ice it
Would only burn his tongue

I love you dearly Mrs Gum  told her
Husband in a vision “you see”

It frighten Mr Gum something fierce
“You see”		

So, he told Mrs Gum laugh

Don’t worry honey, I
Gotta a long haul yet to
Go..

You enjoy your wings and
And since am still in the 
Land of the living,

I will enjoy my glass of ice
Water and maybe a glass of
Gin n juice...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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