MIDNIGHT AT THE HEAVEN BAR & GRILL

by Gary Jurechka   Dec 23, 2005


Peering down through cloud wisps,
God, sitting on a stool next to
St. Peter, nudges him in the wing
and with a smiling wink, shouts over
the blaring harp music from the jukebox,
"Ain't it funny how the earth always
looks better at closing time?"

April 9, 1993

(This was written with a bit of irony and (lame) humor , but was actually meant as more of a enviromental statement, an ecological piece).

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  • 18 years ago

    by kareeenuhhh

    FUNNY!

  • 18 years ago

    by bella

    Very nice well thought of good

  • 18 years ago

    by Danielle

    I don't get it? is it just me? lol

  • 18 years ago

    by Danielle

    I don't get it? is it just me? lol

  • 18 years ago

    by aimee

    Nice poem