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I'm
not trying to put this one over on you. But
have you heard about the man from Bologna? He
was chosen one day, to go on his heavenly way But
he decided to stay a bit longer.
You
see he loved to caress the ladies And
give them a very big hug. His
only chance was to have a quick dance And,
at times, the odd jitterbug. He'd
prance around and he'd squirm with delight And
he'd rub himself up, so very close In
fact his partners felt quite overwhelmed And some became quite lachrymose! In
order to delay his heavenly passage With
a pump his stomach he inflates So
that, when the call came, to cash in his chips, He
got stuck in those great pearly gates. "Oh
come along son!” said the keeper "It's
your to go see the Big Reaper!” "Oh!
give
us a chance, I'd like just one more dance, And
I don't want to go any deeper!" "Well
just this last time, you can go back to earth. But
don't keep trying it on, my very old mate. When
the final call comes, you'd better be quick. Otherwise we'll weld up the big pearly gate." So
he's back with us now, dancing daintily. Both
eyes focused at every Ball. His
ears well attuned to make very sure He
responds quickly, to his final call. Oh!
He’ll miss his cuddles and kisses, And
other activities that I won't mention. But
when they start to tot up all his devious sins. He'll
probably end up in heavenly detention!
Author: Trevor Durbidge Copyright © 2001 [TJD]. All rights reserved. Revised: October 30, 2007 .
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