Three Sheets To The Wind Poems - Poems about Three Sheets To The Wind

...Taken the high road Every damn time Ending up in the gutter No matter how hi I climb Saddle up my high horse Lead it to water Same creek different source One paddle is all they offer High......

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... Daddy searched for the good life, but it could not be found. Momma got tired of it all and went running around. Sarah climbed up to the sky with no way to get down. That’s when she learned how t......

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... His fits, in a fitted, offend With a top sheet, he made his amend So he opened a store And he drank a bit more And now he’s three sheets to the wind H/T, 2nd verse for Dai......

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...I have fashioned my desire from Carpathian obsessions, Indulging in the calm between extremes. It’s a blood and iron promise that sets my soul alight, Embarked upon a pilgrimage of dreams. Stand......

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...I sing a song of three. There’s Larry, Curly, Moe; the Ego and the Id and the Super Ego. Three Kings of the Orient are known as three wise men. Showing up at Christmas too in song are three ......

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...homeward bound three sheets to the wind floating like a butterfly from a night with some friends singing hello walls at the top of his lungs hoping that the gin doesn’t give him the bends littl......

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...In the corner of a pub There sits an old sea dog He tells the same old stories His mind is full of fog “Ahoy, me hearties! Pass the rum And I’ll spin you a yarn of old About the t......

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...The id, the ego and the super-ego. You and I, we have a connection. Let us be joined at the hip; my hearts resurrection. I rise once more to beg, to implore! For a chance to be loved by a wom......

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...I was in a bar in Texas, in the eastern back-country, with three beers already inside and another draining quickly. It was a perfect redneck bar, the kind of place I love, with sawdust on the f......

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...Kirsten tried to talk, but couldn’t find the words, So Endicott nodded and continued to speak: “When you’ve been in Hell for millions of years, you’ll do just about anything to get yourself free. ......

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...Alcohol Social lubricant? Laughing, falling, fighting. Three sheets to the wind! Drunk......

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...I pegged them out on my clothes line, Like puppets on a string. Those baggy pants fit for a clown, Such laughter they did bring. That claret shirt, high as a kite, And three she......

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...Once in a blue moon I have been told The cliché’s clan gets together with the Catch Phrase posy If I have told you once I have told you a thousand times this story or are you the last one to know......

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...Inebriated Three sheets to the wind Bent, sideways strut We have all seen the results.... Our minds disconect and ramdomly fire through nonfunctioning organs such as the thickly paralyzed tongue......

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...A thousand times I have heard, “There but for the Grace of God...” but until today that phrase, struck me as somewhat odd. The old Cowboy who staggered by, was three sheets to the win......

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