A Redneck IntellectA Poem by T. L. O'NealA Redneck Intellect Written by: T. L. O’Neal Met someone the other day That thought she was cool Funny being that… She hardly made it out of school She was quoting this and that From forwards to back The whole damn time Showing her plumber’s crack She spoke of the philosophy of Plato And Willie Nelson alike Talked of great things she could do Even dogs she could psyche She thinks she’s better at writing Than Shakespeare or Poe To hear her talk about it She’s even better than Marlowe Learned it all at the school Of hard-a*s knocks While sitting on a stump Picking at her socks Writing on such deep subjects As puppies and kittens While planting pot In the corner of her kitchen Living in a psychedelic dreamland From all the drugs once used While dwelling in a private little world In a place in her head unused She said I looked like Jesus In her delusional haze It must be really tough Living in a perpetual daze Now I’ve been in the nut-ward More than several times over But she needs it more than I Her and that old dog Rover How can I debate Such a literary mind I don’t have the skills Or a plumber’s crack behind I couldn’t help but laughAt all of her ditties Being that she was burnout Sometime in the sixties Such a brilliant mind Should never be a waste It still fills up the head If even misplaced You just can’t stop someone like that Don’t even try to object When you’re talking with A redneck intellect
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44 Reviews Added on February 16, 2008 Last Updated on February 16, 2008 AuthorT. L. O'NealIn the sticks, NCAboutI started writing as a way to work out my feelings and found that I enjoyed it very much. I enjoy humor and feel that you can find it in most things, even though it may be hard to find at the moment. .. more..Writing
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