You know how there’s a little angel on one of <br />your shoulders and a little devil on the other one? <br /> <br />And how even if you run really fast or twist <br />around they’re still floating there? And you know <br /> <br />how you’re kind of like a wrestling referee <br />standing in the middle deciding who is right and <br /> <br />wrong? Well, I was thinking that maybe we <br />should have a real wrestling match. Like we could <br /> <br />have some guys dress up in angel and devil suits <br />and they could wrestle each other. I think the <br /> <br />angel guy should not wear any wings though, <br />wouldn’t you agree? Wings would just get in the <br /> <br />way. And the devil should not be allowed to bring <br />his pitchfork. Anyway, this could be a public <br /> <br />event – sort of a low-budget Wrestlemania kind of <br />deal – and we could serve drinks and sandwiches <br /> <br />and maybe some nachos. You could head up <br />the refreshment committee (No alcohol, you <br /> <br />sneak!) . I think the angel wrestler should shout <br />out lines of scripture while he’s trying to pin the <br /> <br />devil, who would just holler obscenities, I guess. <br />He’ll probably try to bribe the referee too.<br /><br />Professor Poetry Hound<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/low-budget-wrestlemania/
