FOLK SONG FOR JUDY ◎Rod Mckuen
I gave my love a cherry
and she spilt the seed at me.
I gave my love a chicken
and she choked on the bones.
I gave my love a baby
and she went away.
My analyst has cured me
of my self-destruction tendencies
but he's made of me instead a voyeur.
Every evening while waiting
to be ushered from his waiting room,
I got to the window
and watch the people
in the apartment house across the way
going to the bathroom.
I never see my doctor any more
I know that's very mean
I thought he was a friend of mine.
He thought I was James Dean.
《傾聽暖和(Listen to the warm)》Rod Mckuen(羅德馬肯)/遙青譯，正文，民63年，p.53
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