9 February 2013
Glen: I believe you're right, so why am I here?
God: I felt bad for you, your life has put me in tears.
Glen: I'm living life to the fullest, like they say.
God: I'll give you one last chance in heaven, take it if you may. Here are some wings so you can fly, Now go back down to Earth and help others, just try.
So Glen flew back down to Earth faster than a bullet, The first man he saw had a huge, ugly mullet.
Glen: Hey, mate, what's cracking? I'm here from heaven to help you with what your life's been lacking.
But Mullet man couldn't hear Glen, for he was an angel, how grand. So Glen decided to take things into his own hands.
He flew to a barbershop, Got everything he'd need, Then went back to the man with the hair catastrophe. Mullet man sat on a bench, Reading magazines, Quite unaware of the Angel scouring over his hair.
Glen: Alright, now where do I start? With a little chop here and a little chop there, Good gracious, the man looks so much better- so smart!
So Glen flew back to God and told him his news. God heard the whole story, He looked sickly in his bed, He looked in his microscope, And saw mullet man's head.
God: Glen, what have you done? You've ruined this man. He'll become a warrior, or a president, if he can.
Glen: My Lord, don't you see? I've helped him, it's grand! Now let's celebrate on the beach-there's beer and sand!
God shook his head, for he didn't drink. He then explained the consequences to Glen, like a shrink.
God: Glen, don't you see? You turned that man evil. You've created a World War 3 with the devil!
Glen decided, then, that he didn't like this place. Too much responsibility up here, Lots of disgrace.
Glen: Let me go to Hell, I'll be good, I swear. My soul I will sell, A tattered shirt I will wear.
So God rang up the devil, And soon the devil came. Took Glen by the shoulder And brought him to his cave.
Glen and the devil were quite alike, you see. They both liked to drink beer, not tea. The only thing they did all day was watch football on tv, It was much better than heaven, Glen didn't want to leave.
When Glen Met God • Opuss № I