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.