The Aint Poem: Inspired By Louis Jordan

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There aint nobody here

But us chickens

There aint nobody here

But three mice

There’s a drunken sailor

In the corner.

We thanked him for the ice

There aint nobody here

But your mother

There aint nobody here

But your dad

Their waiting for

Your sister Sue.

Lately, she’s been so sad

There aint nobody here

But the farmer

There aint nobody here

But his wife

They meet us at the door

With a basket of cheer.

Welcome to your next life

I’ll be a monkey’s Uncle

Or maybe a plumber’s giraffe

Multiply my fun by ten

And cut my troubles in half

Feed them to the real  chickens

Before dinner is served with a laugh

There aint nothing here

But good weather

There aint nothing here

But green lights

Most of the rain

Is still in Spain.

We get the warm summer nights

There aint nobody here

But nobody

And nobody’s everybody

That is true

The only thing missing 

Is you

Well..I’ll be a monkey’s Uncle

Or maybe a plumber’s giraffe

Multiply my fun by ten

And cut my troubles in half

Feed them to the real  chickens

Before dinner is served with a laugh

There aint nobody here

But nobody

And nobody is a metaphor

That is true

The only thing missing 

Is you

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Footnotes
THE AINT POEM is the copyrighted property of LCSoL.


However, the first two lines–verbatim–are from a Louis Jordan song.
If you do not believe me, then just click here.
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