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Rated: E · Poetry · Entertainment · #1672677
you may not be where you are supposed to be.
The man opened wide his mouth to yell:

"Hear! Hear! they have jewels in hell.
I've got them all and I'm willing to sell.
Whatever you need, I'm the man to tell."

The woman became excited, she couldn't believe her ears
this was exactly what she wanted to hear.
She had some of her own (but they weren't enough),
jewels, large or small, was the best stuff.
She raced out of her home and took to the street
eager for the man of the voice to meet,
blinded by her lust she didn't even see
the speeding car that struck her into eternity.
There, she met with God, but couldn't look him in the eye.
HE, with great compassion, exhaled his breath with a sigh.

HE said:

"I gave you much..much more than many others.
I'd hoped you'd be content, afterall, you had no bother.
You had so much greed, yet, you were my pride and joy,
I'm very understanding, still, my spirit you annoy."

To the man on his left HE said:

"Put this soul in store,
I'll bring it out later to work on it some more."

The man snatched at the chance,so, when God turned his back,
he wrapped up the soul and slipped through a crack,
took his place in his flesh, opened wide his mouth to yell:

"Hear! Hear! they have jewels in hell.
I've got them all and I'm willing to sell.
Whatever you need, I'm the man to tell."
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