Ok Poem by John Shea

Ok



Hey you with the low sun in the sky
Tell me why my wife gets so high
To shop in the dark
like a frenzied shark
You have black shiny boots
That is true
To slide down my sooty shute
My account is overdraw
And so are your reindeer
My fear is your sting
In the summer fall and the spring
When I have to pay the whole thing
Come Prancer come Dancer
Nothing for me
I turn into a red nosed redneck
At the thought of it all.

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John Shea

John Shea

Cherry Point N.C.
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