The Bio Hazards Of Sleazy Hotels And Cheap Booze Poem by Ted Sheridan
The Bio Hazards Of Sleazy Hotels And Cheap Booze
I have a flesh eating virus that is eating me
It loves red meat but won’t touch a fine steak
It feeds on me at night and wakes me with pain
As I strive to remember where I hid the morphine
It tells me it is my friend and will put an end to my plight
I can call it C for short it says
In a voice similar to that of my own
It tugs at my balls to see my chagrin
As I curse and rehearse my epitaph’s end
And take another x-ray for the Doc
Just to make sure a flesh eating virus is all that I’ve got…
The experiment with internal rhyme was a great success. Rgds, Ivan
Your style here is close to one of my favorite American poete, Charles Bukowski. He has also squeezed some pretty good lines from 'Sleazy Hotels and Cheap Booze' I also like your use of internal rhyme in 'curse and rehurse.' I hope your doc gives you enought time to write some more. Tom
some Ho's Hotel from here to China, ought to be avoided. thety can be a hotel chain of trouble. ask Phuck Yoo 2, Phuck Yoo's #1 son from Hong Kong and their other relative Ding Dong. take care.
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I would like to translate this poem
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Ted - Better the painful familiarity we know......it's amazing how close we can become. Very well done Ted. Cheryl