Winter is icummen in, <br />Lhude sing Goddamm. <br />Raineth drop and staineth slop, <br />And how the wind doth ramm! <br />Sing: Goddamm. <br /> <br />Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us, <br />An ague hath my ham. <br />Freezeth river, turneth liver, <br />Damn you, sing: Goddamm. <br /> <br />Goddamm, Goddamm, 'tis why I am, Goddamm, <br />So 'gainst the winter's balm. <br /> <br />Sing goddamm, damm, sing Goddamm. <br />Sing goddamm, sing goddamm, DAMM.<br /><br />Ezra Pound<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ancient-music/
