Firemanís dream


The fireman stood at the pearly gates

 His face was worn and old

 He meekly asked the man of fate

 Admission to the fold

 What have you done ST Peter Asked?

 To seek admission here

 I was a fireman down on earth

 For many many a year

 The gates moved open sharply

 As ST. Peter tolled the bell

 Come in and take a harp

 He said youíve had enough of hell

Author: Sam Sino