Sitting with his back to the wall
bushy tail took a break from it all
twenty killer cigarettes to a pack
and a bottle of Gentleman Jack
the old bearded bum seated next to him
was going to make an honest attempt
to organize his life in a more proper context.
After all he hadn't just fallen
out of that tree yesterday.
The squirrel had found his nut.___
Ted Sheridan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/feeling-a-bit-squirrelly/
