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At The Gate

I had a crazy dream last night,
Oh boy was it a dilly,
I've got to talk about it
For it's really scared me silly.

I dreamt I went to Heaven
Well, at least up to the gate,
But what happened to me after that
Make me wonder at my fate.

Instead of old St. Peter
Was a man in flaming red
He raised his three-pronged trident;
Oh man, I'm really dead!

I spied an escalator
With down, it one direction;
"St. Peter's on a coffee break
But he'll be back for the selection."

When he returns we'll question you
to decide which trip you take
We save a lot of time this way --- "

Thank God ! I came awake.

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