Pearly Gates Welcome

There was a man, who was not all he ought,
Some bad problems in life he even thought;
When he passed away his life on this earth,
Worried of not getting in upon his rebirth;
Very concerned about at the Pearly Gate,
Certain that St. Peter does not negotiate;
When getting there he was really amazed,
St. Peter stood welcoming with arms raised;
He asked St. Peter if there was a mistake,
Being ashamed of some errors were at stake;
St. Peter chuckled as he began to reply,
"No, it's not a mistake and need no alibi;
No records are being kept for our review,
That is why we are warmly welcoming you;"
The man was so overjoyed and relieved,
Then he saw Bill Clinton who grieved;
He turned to St. Peter and asked him,
"Why would the President look so grim?"
St. Peter just smiled as he replied,
"He spent a week confessing why he lied."

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright ©2004 Richard Newton Sherrer

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