
When you are sad, and imminently grey,
Will you take down my poems and say
‘That bastard took and took and took
From me, for the sake of his lousy book’
—And have me, who am truly old and grey
Terribly in handcuffs taken away?
When you are sad, and imminently grey,
Will you take down my poems and say
‘That bastard took and took and took
From me, for the sake of his lousy book’
—And have me, who am truly old and grey
Terribly in handcuffs taken away?