Wrote another one but i need a TITLE!! so help me out with a name for this one
What will I have to show when my life has ended
When my life is at a low, and anything but splendid
I go to school with saps, to get a fancy job
We throw up our caps, and begin to sob
But when we find no fun, in the midst of this fray
When the righteous deeds done are seen a-stray
In this place, when nice guys finish last
Morals we embrace thrown out so fast
Where am i going, I can only wonder
My wounds-- I'm sewing, my life in sunder
And when I pass, will anyone remember
Once I'm in brass-- a six feet under member
I can see the gates-ever so pearly
When Saint Peter states, "You're here- so early?!"
I say,"Phil V, reporting here"
"It saddens me", replys his leer
"To see you unflegded, and your life so right;
Let all those who dredged, know you put up a fight"
At this I pondered, if I'll be granted entry
Would back when I flaudered, be the blocking sentry
"Give me a sec", as he looks through his book
I feel like a spec, feeling ill from his look
"Ah here" quote the saint, a smile on his face
"You may enter the gate, all covered in lace."
And now I see, what life is for
To gain entry, to that gold shrouded floor