Mary and Jane
Driving in the wrong lane
Way up in the clouds
Trying to dark the sky
Can't take the sunshine away
So don't you try
Mary and Jane
Just like an
Angry storm upon the sea
And skies
Black as a cup of tea
Give me a rope and
I'll hang myself
Before I get too young
You can see me coming
But still you'll
Never see me gone
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I would like to translate this poem
A really great poem, like it, a great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, In The Words Of Bluesman Jack.