Poem # 59 A Traditional Lament

Traditional mountain Lament To be performed a capella Clears throat " I was cleaning my jacknife When you did appear So I leapt to my feet And I cut off your ear. Yo-de-lay lil' darlin Don't you come here No more. Take this as A warning get your ear off my floor My floor!, My floor!, take this as a warning Get your ear off my floor. I stared, I stared, Where the blood puddle did lay. I felt slightly nauseous, I thought I would die. I threw on the sawdust I threw on the lye. I threw on a carpet But no tear did I cry. I cry!, I cry!, No tear did I cry. Yo-de-lay lil darlin Don't you come here no more, take this As a warning get your ear off my floor. My floor! My floor!, Take this as a warning get your ear off my floor." ( evil chuckle, he!he!he! )