Pearly Gates
And when we reached the pearly gates
St Peter looks at us and states
Your lives have been so full of sin
There is no way you’re coming in
I’ll send you to that other place
Which isn’t any real disgrace
For many famous folk are there
Ginger Rogers, Fred Astaire
Several Popes and clergy too
Are waiting there to welcome you
You might enjoy the Hades folk
Who fornicate and drink and smoke
At their will they take their pleasure
Live a life of joy and leisure
So be off, be on your way
For at this place you cannot stay
And should one day you feel inclined
A place for me you could but find
Send a note, the merest jot
And I’ll be with you like a shot
© John W Fenn 10-01-2009
Copyright © John Fenn | Year Posted 2009
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