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Title: The Gates Ajar Author: Ambrose Bierce [More Titles by Bierce] The Day of Judgment spread its glare Up to the Court of Heaven sped Reub. Lloyd was there before the tube He sat beside the Throne of Flame Pure spirits shining like the sun, Souls less indubitably white His ermine he had donned again, Then Knight addressed the Judge of Heaven: 'Twas done. "Tom Shannon!" Peter cried. Stow rose, remarking: "I concur." [The end] GO TO TOP OF SCREEN |