Last night I died or so it seems to me
I ended up in heaven or was it just a dream
St. Peter met me at the pearly gates,
He said, "Hold on right there,"
So I stood right there to wait.
He took a deep breath,
As he looked down the scroll.
And said, "Life on earth for you
has taken quite a toll."
His eyes stared down upon me,
" I see here you drank alcohol
And cursed a time or two.
Fact is, you've done a lot of things
A good person should not do."
"We can't have people like you up here,
I'm afraid you won't fit in."
Then he read the bottom line,
Put his arm 'round my shoulder
And slowly led me in.
He took me before the almighty,
And spoke, "Please take him lord.
Please take him and treat him well,
For he has been a prison guard on earth,
He has seen his share of Hell."
By Unknown Maryland Author
