If There Is A Life Hereafter Poem by Francis Duggan

If there is a life hereafter life won't be so bad in hell
If old Satan allows me pen and paper for to pen doggerel
Just to appease my addiction and practice my gift of poor rhyme
Many frown on such a hobby see it as a waste of time.

Though my friends were never many and my enemies were few
I would write about the people that on Planet Earth I knew
Some of them God fearing people and they regularly did pray
And for my denial of the existence of a supreme being in the afterlife i pay.

In hell I would write about the rivers that flow downland to the sea
And the wildborn birds of Nature that sing on bush and tree
Were I allowed pen and paper life on Earth I would recall
And hell it would be bearable not such a bad place after all.

Of an entry into heaven at the gate I'll be denied
And if there is a life hereafter in hell I will reside
But if Satan allows me pen and paper his praises I will even sing
And me he may even honour with the title of doggerel king.