Ted Sheridan Poems

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361.
Why I Drink Cheap Wine

There is the matter of indebtedness
To be settled
Your soul mortgaged in exchange for
Our sixteen and three quarter percent
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362.
When A Blind Man Asks For Directions....

When a blind man asks for directions
Point....

I know I’m stupid
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363.
Living With A Pimp

She likes to be hit in her face and kicked in her belly
Because she feels like a worthless piece of crap
Who’s only redeeming value is her perfect snatch
She shaves it just for him
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364.
Busy Signal In Heaven

A friend asked me if I believe in God
I do believe in God
That friend then asked if I believe God cares about me
I do believe that God cares about me
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365.
Birdie Daycare System

My wife has a White Eyed Conure
It is like a parrot only smaller
He is green with beautifully colored wings
Damn thing talks more than I do
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366.
White Guilt

Former President Bill Clinton
Eventually plays the race card
The way all liberals will when threatend
With an uprising down on the plantation
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367.
Where The Rubber Hits The Road

I was out driving in my 1988 Chrysler New Yorker
It was a beautiful but chilly day in Virginia Beach, Virginia
The New Yorker is a nice car with low mileage
The car is in perfect condition and unlike me everything works
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368.
Dark Ages

She called to say she was going to St. Louis
To start over and find someone new
I wished her luck and smilled knowingly...
There are a whole lot of people who are smarter than me…
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369.
Unchaster

Withholding sex from him she locks
her heart with the same keys she uses
when she locks the door to her thoughts
of him. He is a masterful locksmith however;
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370.
The Hazards Of Being A Dad

I read your poem; the one about needing your father to love you.
It made me think; I always wanted my daughter to be independent
and so in raising her to need no one. I missed out on her needing me.
Had I not dismissed her needs as childish things she would one day
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