Today the summer sun beats down on me like it did when I was back in Nam <br />Making me crazy with a touch of the malaria......making me <br />mad enough to overreact to the slightest breeze <br />exhaled from the painted lips of a one legged diseased ridden concubine <br />Like the one that cleaned the hooch when I was back in Nam..... <br />She had a way of setting me off....flapping those lips....kind of like Madonna does..... <br />With all her Al Gore Global warming crap.... <br />If she wanted to truly save the planet....she'd close her mouth and legs.....<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hot-tracks-can-t-change-the-facts-that-people-aren-t-the-cause-of-global-warming/
