Judgment Day Poem

Now that I know today might be my last, 

I'd like to reflect on my much too short past. 

I think, perhaps, it would have been nice, 

To have eaten that extra helping of chicken fried rice.

Or better yet to have sampled the pie,

That I'd been so certain would go straight to my thigh!

And let's not forget that time I went for a run,

When I could have been drinking Mai Tai's in the sun. 

Oh if only I'd known! I'd have been more of a glutton,

And not worried so much about fastening up that last button!

At least, as it is, all that's left will be sinners,

And no longer must we stand in super long lines for dinners!

We can waltz right in and order the lot, 

There'll be no more waiters so we won't even get caught,

When we sneak in the back and steal the finest champagne, 

And drink it all up and then dance in the rain. 

We'll all be free to do as we please,

I'll drink a bottle of wine and eat a whole wheel of cheese!

Yes, perhaps it won't be so dire,

When all of us left get damned to eternal fire.

For at least, my friends, we'll all have had fun,

When Judgment Day comes on May twenty-one!