Saturday, 12 January 2008

Samba Pa Ti

I died and went to heaven. A glittering upper-class party in the clouds.
Carlos Santana struck Samba Pa Ti as I descended the stairs, dazed.
Mum appeared from the parting crowds, beaming at me.
"I thought I'd... go.. to hell..." I stammered.
Mum smiled simply.
"So did Santana," she said.

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