THE ENGINEER AND THE MATE AT THE PEARLY GATE |
OIL SOAKED SHOES ALL COVERED WITH GRIME; POLISHED SHOES WITH A
BRILLIANT SHINE; SWEATED CLOTHES ALL STAINED
WITH GREASE;
MANICURED FINGERS, LOOKING GRAND;
SAINT PETER GAZED AT THIS
STRANGE SIGHT; TO BE SURE, HE THEN DID
LOOK, THEN LOOKING UP HE SAID SO
CLEAR, YOU'VE SWEATED BLOOD,
YOU'VE BREATHED SOME GAS; SO COME MY SON AND TAKE
YOUR PLACE, MY SON YOU'VE STOOD IT VERY WELL, YOU'VE SURELY HAD YOUR SHARE OF HELL;
ST. PETER THEN TURNED UNTO THE MATE;
YOU'VE KNOWN THE BREEZES AND THE SUN UP THERE;
YOU'VE BEEN A PASSENGER BEFORE THE MAST;
NOW IT'S YOUR TURN TO GO
BELOW! |