Ted Sheridan - He Learned To Play The Lute One Heavenly Day

Ted Sheridan - He Learned To Play The Lute One Heavenly Day

The lump on his head which he had named after his mother’s mother br Would ooze puss and spend hours conjugating verbs of recessive allele br He had his favorite nicknames for it just as he had given to other body parts br His penis and his alter penis both of which had come within inches br Of being surgically removed shortly after his mother had given birth br Were his closest allies in his attempt to claim an independent identity br His father who later abandoned the family insisted upon naming it a boy br Even though his mother’s maternal instincts suggested it was her little girl br So mother called it Chloe and his dad named it Duke br They were the conjoined twins of his empty trousers of pink and blue br Where they spent many hours cuddled by his lonely palms br And it was if in an act of desperation they learned the art of being one br Both were quite the conversationalist not to mention fluent in sexual innuendos br Poetry flowed from this cross dressers brain like cascades of rum or gin on the rocks br Influenced by Dylan and the sparkle of his limited edition Hohner harmonica br He had learned to interpret the lyricist and lovers as covered by Neil Young br In another re-release of an upcoming new album br However, lacking originality he succeeded in committing suicide later in life br And as fate would have it br It was there in Purgatory where he reunited with his father who had undergone br His own gender reassignment before later deciding to off himself br It is said they formed a group and you can hear them play br If you can adjust your head to the higher power and frequency br Of loving your creator and abandoning your narcissistic ways br Sweet Jesus what a voice those boys have found…..


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