Ted Middleton


A Beaut Sort Of Sheila - Poem by Ted Middleton

Now I'm not an expert, or all knowing man
And I don't want to sound like a squealer
But one thing I've missed, most in my life
Is the love of a beaut sort of sheila

A beaut sort of sheila, dont nag or complain
When you're out with your mates and dont call
When you're late for your meals, or spill your beer
She'd never complain at all

You can always rely, on a beaut sort of sheila
To pack up your Esky with coldies
And while you're out having a beer with your mates
She'll say you're at work, to her oldies

She'd want a few kids - well the pleasure'd be mine
I couldn't say no - cause I'd love her
A beaut sort of sheila, would make sure they're quiet
So my footy on telly dont suffer

She'd want a new house - and the latest TV
She'd deserve all she wants is my motto
Yes a beaut sort of sheila can have it all
If she's lucky enough to win lotto

Who else do you count on, to make you feel good
When there's worries as weighty as boulders
Life's little trials, are easily carried
On a beaut sort of sheila's broad shoulders

When its all said and done and our glasses are raised
Whether toasting with beer or tequila
Us blokes will as one declare life begun
When we find us a beaut sort of sheila


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Not just my idea of the perfect partner...

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 25, 2012


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