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Conversation with Higher Powers

Contributed by Wilder on Thursday, 5th December 2002 @ 02:30:00 PM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry



I was a rich man, snobby and stout
I didn't care what money was about
I loved to spend, I loved to brag
People told me I was a spoiled old bag

I didn't care, I loved my wealth
I didn't approach it with much stealth
I did not care for love and trust
Then one day I was hit by a bus

As I was hanging in certain peril
I was paid a visit by the Devil
Thought I must say it was quite strange
It seems that Lucifer had a change

There were no horns, there was no tail
No fiery fork, no deathly wail
No minions crawling, no goat-shaped hooves
He wore one sneaker and wore one shoe

His skin was not all scaly and red
He wore a beanie hat on his head
He didn't speak with a bellowing voice
He spoke quite sofly, and oddly by choice

I asked the devil "Am I going to die?"
He said "Yes, I wouldn't want to lie"
I asked "I thought the devil *always* told lies?"
He said "I'm God, I'm in disguise"

When I was sure that i was dead
My ghost stood up and went bright red
Why the disguise? I felt inclined to enquire
Doesn't it alone suggest you're a liar?

God sat down and my ghost did too
He said "There's something I have to do"
I said "what" and he he started to laugh;
"I wanted to be the one that kicked your ar**"




Copyright © Wilder ... [ 2002-12-05 14:30:00]
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Re: Conversation with Higher Powers (User Rating: 1 )
by wolfflow on Saturday, 25th January 2003 @ 06:30:37 PM AEST
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lmao, loved it great fun


Re: Conversation with Higher Powers (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 25th January 2003 @ 08:11:51 PM AEST
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Great write! roflmao!!


Re: Conversation with Higher Powers (User Rating: 1 )
by riverofwords on Wednesday, 5th March 2003 @ 07:27:10 AM AEST
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loved it gave me a good laugh

way to go ...great great write

peace be your journey
terry




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