I Don't Want To Go Nowhere - (Life as a Double Negative).
Trim the sails, mates.
It's time to hunker down and write a
That's right, That's write a Poem. Wright a Poem (if ye will)
(if y o u will. Be it spill, or even swill).
There once was a time when
The Times They are A Changin'
but it's no way no'how them could'a changed
as to not
turn huManity in-to an on-going
as all the eXperts, (such as I ),
will be so ready to attest
(Folly Folly Folly! Best served wit flesh tar'tar and columbine juice).
The Poem wee rote has slipped off it's skids, and ain't'a goin' nowhere no'how.
(not now, nor not in the After Now).
Just teach to the children how you didn't (n)ever know from no'thing,
how it was as it is.
Maybe they can affirm and eXplain much
better'like than I'm'a doing here.
May Be Naught