Government Cheese Poem by Ted Sheridan
Government Cheese
My kindness was mistaken
For esteemed Godliness
I was vulnerable
After eons of loneliness
I was the blue flame
Turned sulfured yellow
Heated coordinates
Corrupt latitudes and longitudes
Afraid to burn the moth
Less I be the one smothered
Elvis is dead
God lives
Because of the fact that the
Root of all evil
Is government money….
Let us pray
That our Messiah isn’t just another big rat….
2009 © TS
haha! ! ......................no wonder u are the most read............i just cant stop myself now...
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4/24/2024 8:16:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Our or your messiah is certainly the goods and in lots of heads around the globe-all the rats have left inclunding the mouse with holy moly cheese-who's bothered about money, us all-luv your poetic injection, regards