Zest Lit Issue 2, October 2013 - Page 139

there's no marriage in Heaven at all—that's

in the Bible somewhere—but maybe by

then God will ease up His restrictions and

let us do a lot of things souls can't now,

like eat corn dogs and read comic books and

learn to play the guitar without lessons.

How can it be Heaven if there's no fun?

Week after next I'll ask Miss Hooker that.

Then one day when I'm old enough I'll ask

the really big one—‘Will you marry me?’

—when I'm 18, say, to her 33,

that is if I don't die in Sunday School

before then and she doesn't, either.

I hope I go first. Dying's getting old.