Ezra Pound - Song
| Winter is icummen in,Lhude sing Goddamm,Raineth drop and staineth slop,and how the wind doth ramm, Sing: Goddamm.Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us,An ague hath my ham.Freezeth river, turneth liver, Damn you, sing: Goddamm.Goddamm, Goddamm, 'tis why I am, Goddamm, So 'gainst the winter's balm.Sing goddamm, damm, sing Goddamm,Sing goddamm, sing goddamm, DAMM. |
