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Слушать(AI)Ezra on the Strike
Wal,
Thanksgivin' do be comin' round.
With the price of turkeys on the bound,
And coal, by gum!
Thet were just found,
Is surely gettin' cheaper.
The winds will soon begin to howl,
And winter, in its yearly growl,
Across the medders begin to prowl,
And Jack Frost gettin' deeper.
By shucks!
It seems to me,
That you I orter
Thankful, that our Ted could seeA way to operate it.
I sez to Mandy, sure, sez I,
I'll bet thet air patch o'
Thet he'll squash 'em by-and-by,
And he did, by cricket!
No use talkin', he's the man - One of the best thet ever ran,
Fer didn't I turn
One o' the fust?
I 'lowed as how he'd beat the rest,
But old Si Perkins, he hemmed and guessed,
And sed as how it wuzn't
To meddle with the trust.
Ezra Pound
Ezra Weston Loomis Pound (30 October 1885 – 1 November 1972) was an expatriate American poet and critic, a major figure in the early modernist p
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