….concerning my adventures in Hell, as others have spoken of theirs in Heaven, and of the extrapolations thereof…
1 All right, you guys I mean even neurosurgeons are telling us now how real is Heaven They’ve been there and back so I guess you’d believe me (just me an irreverent poet) if I told you there’s Hell for I’ve been there and catapulted back: I mean trust me, guys
2 So in my nights I was there in Hell and the Red Master said: “You’ve got a choice, buddy to determine your eternity” Well I knew straight away I was in Big **** Should have read my Big Book when I was on Planet Earth
3 Red Master showed me a room where the inmates were up to their necks in **** and I said: *“No, I’ll give this the miss”
And so Red Master showed me the next room where the inmates were in **** to their noses and I said, “Pass…let’s move on to the last ”
And sure enough the third room was comfy – the inmates were up to their knees in **** and each enjoying a cup of coffee And I told the Red Master I could live with this but then the Red Master screamed at the inmates there: “ All Right, you pigs! Break Time over! Back on your heads in your ****!”
4 And it was then I was shot back to Earth and so whether Heaven or Hell Neurosurgeon or Poet you can be certain now Heaven and Hell exist – One for the Wise, one for the Fool It’s your call, buddy - Big Book or Big ****?
....this poem is based on an existing online joke, and on the facts of Heaven and Hell, and on neuroscience...