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AT THE PEARLIES A woman knocked on the Pearly Gates Her face was scarred and old She trembled and she shook with fear She was just about to fold. "What have you done?" St. Peter asked, "...to gain admission here?" "I've been a loyal AOL user, sir, for many, many years." The Pearly Gate swung open wide St. Peter rung the bell "Come in and choose your harp," he said, "you've had your share of hell."