It was dress down day in Heaven
All approved by The Good Lord
For even Angels in Heaven
Can get just a little bored
Think of all those chosen
To balance on a pin's head
Think of their relief at doing
Some other thing instead
A sort of Heavenly Leap Day
Though not letting up on sin
Some folk got an extra day
As they stopped letting in
St Peter was so pleased
After many millenniums of wait
They were finally getting round
To oiling his beloved Pearly Gates
Century after year after month
After endless endless weeks
He'd had to sit there and listen
To their annoying squeaks
Wings were re-feathered
Robes washed and spring cleaned
The smartest bunch of Angels
The Good Lord had ever seen
As the day ended
And they climbed back on their pins
There was such an air of contentment
As they readied to let the lot waiting in
And the Good Lord said to Peter
It doesn't do any harm to show
I am that God of understanding and compassion
Not just that God of Wrath and Woe
