right over the edge of the earth
‘will you tuck your shirt / will you wear it loose
you are mighty hurt / you’re a silly goose
you are caked in mud / and in blood and worse
chew your bitter cud / grope your bitter nurse.’
‘will you tuck your shirt / will you wear it loose
you are mighty hurt / you’re a silly goose
you are caked in mud / and in blood and worse
chew your bitter cud / grope your bitter nurse.’