Is Your Name On The List? Poem by Sam Price

I'm dead,
I'm six foot under.
Which is strange as I'm six foot tall,
Damn, I wish I was six years younger.
My god I'm bored,
I've been here for five years,
I know this cos I can here my family visting,
I've got very good ears.
It's a rip off,
That's what it is.
Your told when you die you got to heaven.
Someones been telling fibs.
What they don't tell you, is that there's a que.
It's a nasty twist.
That before you get into heaven,
There's a waiting list.