Ah, it's great to be so in touch with my inner child. I can play with toys for the rest of my life! But, what about afterwards? I mean, will I be able to play with toys for all eternity after I've died? For example, some of my favorite toys are the Fisher Price Little People and I just can't help but wonder:

Will there be Little People in Heaven? Will there be Little People in Heaven?

Will there be Little People in Heaven?
Will there be all the sets that we need?
If there's a giant eBay in old purgatory
I pray Little People are freed.

Now, I know it's been said that our Heaven
Is paved with all silver and gold
But, I would be happy with a Fisher Price factory
And more Little People to mold.

Will there be Little People in Heaven?
And a website where we can all chat?
Will they be made to our order and just to our liking?
Can we then have a Play Family cat?

Now, I will not need any clouds then
No wings or even a dove
I'll hook up a ride on a Fisher Price jet plane
And fly to that great place above.

Will there be Little People in Heaven?
Each with a bright smiling face?
With the little old woman and all of her children
And a Pull-Along-Shoe we can lace?

Now, when I must die and depart here
If I've lived my life rather good
I hope that the angels who come down to get me
Are made out of plastic or wood.

Will there be Little People in Heaven?
The Green Dads, the Blue Moms, the works?
If we all can be saved, then there must be a Heaven
For people with our little quirks.

Now, I know it sounds kind of silly
And childish and rather extreme
But, I'd like to spend the rest of all time
In a big Fisher Price toy museum.

Will there be Little People in Heaven?
To play with long after I've died?
For never a Heaven could I be too happy
With no Lucky dog at my side.

So, will there be Little People in Heaven?
I guess we just can't know for sure
But if I could know, then when I must go
The trip may not be such a chore.

{By G.B.}

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