Ted Sheridan


The Brain Weevil - Poem by Ted Sheridan

I have a cancer growing on my head
I found it there one day
When alerted by a slight but constant itch
I scratched the surface off of it
Releasing future throe
The smart of which costs me
A piece of my life each day
I have a cancer on my head
Now swollen and sore
Its density deepens within my withering skull
Digging and drilling like a brain weevil it feeds
On what little there is left of me to eat


Comments about The Brain Weevil by Ted Sheridan

  • (7/21/2007 8:48:00 AM)

    the brain weevil wouldn`t get vrey fat on my head (Report)Reply

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  • (7/21/2007 7:13:00 AM)

    cancer the killer disease
    on mans body on lease
    his soul uncancerous at final release

    your words i hope are not real...metaphoric only to this dumbskull of mine
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  • (7/21/2007 7:07:00 AM)

    A gruesome read indeed Ted! May I suggest a completely freeing Taibotomy? if there is anything left to smack of course? ! lol Smiling at you, Tai in de skies with you know who! lol (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 21, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011


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