No. No Sugar Thank You.

Took the telegram from the telegram boy. He looked like an angel. "STOP! "(stop) it said. It was from Death. "Ahhhhh man..! " I said. "I haven't got time to die! " I sent a telegram back quick as a flash., " NO STOP! "(stop) . I deleted Death from my facebook friends. Death sulked. Hotfooted it to God.. "Tell himmmm! " Death boo hoo hoo'd. God called me up. But I ooops dropped my mobile down the loo. Flushed it away. I hid my soul behind an ormolu clock that hadn't told the right time for a long time now. I stuck it to the back with well masticated chewing gum. Wrigleys. The Devil I knew invited me to tea. "Is it hot in here or ...is it me" My life struggled like a fly stuck on flypaper. "Shall I be mother? " "One lump or two" the Devil inquired politely. "No. No sugar thank you! "