Poem -

U-Haul Trucks Aren't Allowed in Heaven

U-Haul Trucks Aren't Allowed in Heaven

U-Haul trucks aren't allowed in Heaven,
there just isn't any room for your stuff,
grandma's china and Raggedy Ann dolls,
cross-stitched samplers and mason jars,
and dozen pictures of movie stars.

U-Haul trucks aren't allowed in Heaven,
the matched set of living room furniture
with a wide-screened television in living color,
all the clothes which hang in your closet,
should be donated to a non-profit deposit.

U-Haul Trucks aren't allowed in Heaven,
those tools which you collected 
within your three-car garage from yard sales,
and one-of-a-kind antique whatknot
will be sold at an estate sale on the spot.

U-Haul trucks aren't allowed in Heaven,
think of it as traveling lightly one way,
no burdens, no worries and gas to pay,
leaving behind years of collection
as family members make objection.

 

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