Too Busy with Joy
Died and went to hell, waitin’ for the “rapture.”
Thought he’d wait and see that evidence
And then put his faith square on the Lord.
(Didn’t want to waste time with Christians and get bored.)
Well, ’twas a shame it turned out such a way,
That in pain he’s gonna spend many-a day
And many-a night with very little rest.
In fact probably gonna be none o’ that.
Gonna squirm in a trap like a rat
On which the Owner of the house has no mercy!
No, that nasty little nuisance is caught
And nobody up there will be distraught;
They’ll all be too busy with joy and pleasure
In a place of endless bliss and eternal treasure.
10 March, 2023
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