Don' did it...
Did it and don' with it!
That which 'ain't sittin' on my positive tip!
That which annoys,
And teases my peace...
Doin' that to amuse,
A latent confused release!
Don' did it...
Did it and don' with it!
The BA's with BS's
Who are PHD's in pretense at teas.
I don't need that,
To expose where my comfort lies.
And I 'ain't tryin' to hide it, either...
With cries and false alibis.
Don' did it...
Did it and don' with it!
Every bit of nonsense...
That use to come and sit.
To leave me alone,
Heated in a fit.
Don' did it...
Did it and don' with it.
And now I'm 'down' for the good!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem