Heaven
By daiglepoems
There's a place called "Heaven"
somewhere in outer space.
It's
where the perfect people go.
Must be a lonely place.
No
sex.
No drugs.
No rock ' roll.
I'm told a funky smell.
Some guy named God is in control
Sounds like living hell.
He's vengeful AND He's wrathful.
It's obvious to me
that Heaven's
not the kind of place
to spend eternity.
None of my friends'll
be there.
Of that I have no doubt
and even if a few got in
they'd only get kicked out.
So when my time draws near
I only have one fear.
That I might go to Heaven
without my
dope and beer.
And if I go to Heaven
listen and ye shall
hear
a still small voice that's screamin',
"FUCKIN' GET ME OUT OF HERE."
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Copyright 2012 daiglepoems
Published on Wednesday, March 21, 2012.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
i wonder if they have a sense of hunor up thereComments on "Heaven"
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On Wednesday, March 21, 2012, Magdalena
(614) wrote:
Heaven, the haven of ones imagination the get out card is there too I believe....... Nicely penned humorous write, perfect rhyme.
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On Saturday, March 1, 2014, daiglepoems
(95) wrote:
the haven of one's imagination. I like that