High ride

Lucy Fur saw God
On His steed from hundreds of miles away,
On His way to another settlement
Of Heaven's Pearly Gates.
Boring Business Booming.
Lofty souls doing nothing all day
Except singing praises to their Lord.
Boring to tears
She offered a much better deal.
Brothels, casinos, gluttony galore
And those were the entrées...
But sadly, unlike God's domains
Here was found no exit,
 only sadness, and eternal pain.