What a title!!
What's all is this about?
Oh, it's the latest prompt from Tess for Magpie Tales
The Marriage Of Heaven And Hell . . . by Keith Haring, 1985
An Unlikely Wedding
One day I received a strange invitation,
sent to each soul, to every nation.
It was a bit weird, bizarre and unclear;
the concept and reason behind that idea.
The forthcoming wedding, my eyes did befell,
t'was a picture of nuptials twixt heaven and hell.
I could not believe my wide bulging eyes
and asked if this notion might prove to be wise.
Allowing for lust, maybe love, yes of course,
such union must end in a speedy divorce,
for all points relating to this sanctioned wedlock
are bound to end fast in conflict and deadlock.
Just who the bride is no-one can tell.
Is she from Heaven, or maybe from hell.
The groom; he we might speculate also.
Does he have horns, or wears he a halo?
And just who would give his offspring away?
Would he be darkness, or be he bright as day?
And who would be chosen to bless that ring?
And what kind of hymns would be chosen to sing?
Some guests would like it much more to be hot,
whilst others, more righteous, would most certainly not.
Some would be happy playing harps at great heights,
but to others this would give them such terrible frights.
When asked at the service if they had some objections
to this marriage, all said yes; there were no exceptions.
So it is not be clear how this marriage occurs;
live in sin is the option that each person prefers.
And imagine when guests did get to the feast;
in-laws might squabble from the most to the least.
And no-one knows what they might say in their speech
and just what advice the bride's dad may beseech.
And what would the angels just happen to say?
And no-one knows what they might say in their speech
and just what advice the bride's dad may beseech.
And what would the angels just happen to say?
Elect ones and demons, they would hardly play. . . .
They might have a chat when before they decided,
a third of them fell from the two thirds divided.
They might have a chat when before they decided,
a third of them fell from the two thirds divided.
Eddie in his Pope mobile striving to hold back the forces of evil
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