An Ain’t

A bug crawled out of me.
He squeaked and shouted he
Proudly spouted doubtery
With his great “NO” decree:

“No.” and “No!” and “NO!”
“Yes, NO.” and “No! No! No!”

He ran with this ranting chant
On his “not now nor ever” slant,
Roaring like an elephant.

Was it a Can’t Ant?
No!
It was an Ain’t!

The thing about an Ain’t,
It may well be your Saint.
When you hear it “NO!”
You know right where to go.

Let him crawl out again.
Tell him to get his friends.
Where they tell you it’s the end,
Stroll straight through with winning grin.

An Ain't

Drawn by Walsh G.

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