Winter is icumen in,
Lhude sing Goddamm,
Raineth drop and staineth slop,
And how the wind doth ramm!
Sing: Goddamm.
Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us,
Freezeth river, turneth liver,
An ague hath my ham.
Damm 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.
Thank you, Ezra Pound.

4 comments:
Technically, Ezra got it wrong. "Ague" refers to the chills and fever of malaria, an affliction not commonly associated with winter.
kmkat
aka givemeanitandIwillpickit
Reading the verses, all I could think of was the ending of the 1970's cult movie "The Wicker Man". In the last scene the very "old-fashioned and traditional" villagers are cheerfully singing "Summer icumen in" as they set fire to the Wicker Man (and the nosey outsider locked inside).
Great movie, almost a musical in a weird sort of way.
I hate when my ham is all aguey.
Handsome devil. there in his youth.
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