I Will Be A Better Man Because Of It...(Horse Manure) Poem by Ted Sheridan

She's in front of me and she is leaning on her shopping cart
I can hear the casters start to buckle
Her broad ass conceals her purchases....
of Corn Chips, Hot Pockets and Little Debbie Cakes
She snorts....and coughs....
She wipes the snot from her red nose with her hand
then with that same hand she opens a pack of Oreos
She starts eating two or three of them....while still in line
I start to say something as she bites into yet another cookie....
But I think to myself....'There but by the grace of God go ten of me.... '


(2007)