WHAT IF
There's many what ifs,For the living.
Maybe there's more what ifs,
When you're dead.
To get into heaven,
Maybe there's a list for you.
Not one to get into hell;
The devil would take one look,
And simply say you'll do.
If to get to heaven,
You have to fill out a CV.
What a strange place,
That would surely be.
Filled with toffs and gentry,
No one could get in.
Especially with senility,
Exempt from life no CV.
seniority wouldn't matter,
Not to dyslexics anyway.
If you think you'll get to heaven,
If you are born different today.
The upper classes elite,
Have bought condos there.
There's no places left anyway,
For the rest of us to stay.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2024-04-29 at 00:03
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