ARIZONA HOT FOOT!
A terrible sinner up and died
And when it came his turn,
To face St. Peter at the gate,
St. Peter said, "You'll burn!
For you're a terrible sinner,
And so In heaven you'll not dwell."
And so the sinner found himself
Outside the gates of Hell.
He rang the bell and in due time
Old Satan let him in.
Then said, "This is not hot enough
For your revolting sin!
Hell's much too cool - so you'll just stay
Here nine months of the year.
And you'll spend June, July and August
Up in Phoenix, is that clear?"
"I understand completely, sir,"
The terrible sinner said, "
Although that terrible heat up there
Is something I sure dread.
But I would like to ask you, sir,
If I may be discreet, Just what am I supposed to do,
Up there in all that heat?"
"You're going to have your hands full, friend,
Said Satan, with a sneer. "
And I will guarantee that you
Will wish you were back here.
Remember! I'm the one in charge;
There's none to overrule.
I'm giving you a greenhouse, and
Your job's to keep it cool!"
