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Friday, September 26th, 2003 04:23 pm
Last night as I lay sleeping
I died or so it seemed,
Then I went to Heaven
But only in my dream

Up there St. Peter met me
Standing at the Pearly Gates,
He said "I must check your record,
Please stand here and wait."

He turned and said "Your record
is covered with terrible flaws,
On earth I see you rallied
For every losing cause.

I see you drank alcohol
And smokes and used drugs too,
Fact is, you've done everything
A good person should never do.

We can't have people like you up here
Your life was full of sin,"
Then he read the last of my record,
Took my hand and said "Come in."

He led me up to the Big Boss and said
"Take him in and treat him well.
He used to work in television,
he's done his time in Hell."