“Heavenly Divine”

There are no parallel lines above me.
So I stand perpendicular.
An amazing amount of fortitude,
Resides in my testicular.
I’m the shepherd
That leads you lambs to the slaughter.
The pied piper,
That ran away with the Sheriff’s daughter.
I’m one of a kind,
You can say one in a million.
Don’t let me win the lottery,
I’ll build homes for the homeless by the billion.
Upon my death
I will tap dance like Fred Astaire.
And boogie dance
All the way up Heaven’s stairs.
But where,
Where is Heaven, do you know?
I guess knowing is half the battle
Like they say in G.I. Joe!
©Mauricio Rincon ®Skeletal Abstract 2014

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