I Won't Or Twelve

A great (dream) man once said,

"I won't or twelve."

in a strong, "Brús" accent.

But if there ever was a Brús accent,

you'd know he was more than shriking.

I Won't Or Twelve

Took none a tab

As 'portant you can be

Cross you won't bite stones

And head your knees in sign

The ain't and finished

But two more for the fish

Load the seal, savvy

And belate a round bus

For lot, I'm lit a bit policeman

And fainter mayn't see

Between in between

Half a skid's nickel

Gone from longer far

Skip's neat 'n fickle

But there ain't

Not more than subtle

From death to tettle

From yet to buttel

I won't or twelve

'Til all these have gone

A fair passin'

Over this here road