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Ancient Music by Ezra Pound

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.
A parody of the Anglo-Saxon poem, Cuckoo Song

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