Little Red Truck

I thought that I was right out of luck till I took a short ride in the little red truck the nurses were pretty on the 7 to 11 I thought I had died and gone straight to heaven but then they brought in the breakfast food and with it descended a sad broken mood it was something like an omelet made of something like eggs and a cold cup of coffee that was nothing but dregs I speedily concluded this just might be hell my salvational trip wasn't going very well I was sure that must be it but I didn't smell smoke so then it crossed my mind it was another bad joke two nights was all I needed for the asthma attack butI pray to God in heaven I don't have to go back