For some reason woke up wondering if I could popularize a conspiracy theory that Joni Mitchell stole all her lyrics from Geoffrey Chaucer.
"...Go'th it not alway, iwis,
That what ye haue ye ne wist nat
Until ye haue it nat ne more, certés...."
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Maybe more seasonally appropriate: Ezra Pound's parody:
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,
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.
(It's actually a beautiful day here. Cold, but mostly sunny. Hope you can say the same!)