WHAT IF

nephilim56

Does Heaven have
More betting shops
Than boozers
Or cigarette machines ?
Maybe the odd brothel
Or is that quite obscene ?

Its just I am easily bored
When faced with eternity
And nothing much to do
Except walk an endless meadow
Smelling flowers
Under a sky of blue.

Maybe I am sent
Downstairs
To the sulphar pits
Fire and brimstone
On my breath
At least theres flame
To light
My cigarettes.

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