A Ladder To the Sky
He climbed a ladder to the sky that morn
While thinking of the treasure he would find
O'er windswept wisps of clouds and fields of corn
Yet only one thought occupied his mind
He sought her lurid face and plat'num hair
Those ruby lips of red all poised to kiss
He felt he knew to look exactly where
Excitement burned in him; he couldn't miss
Yet when he spotted Heaven's golden gate
His feet turned cold as ice inside his shoes
He shuddered hard at premonitioned fate
And braced himself for disappointing news
An angel glanced at him and said, so cruel
"Don't seek a harlot here in Heaven, fool."
Iambic Pentameter
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