folksong in poetry

well I’d rather
be ugly than tired
and I’d rather
be smart than be rich
and I’d rather
just scrape by
while having some fun
than be some old
billionaire’s bitch

well I’d rather
be ugly than tired
and I’d rather
be smart than be rich
and I’d rather
let you do things
I can’t understand
than watch you
get burnt as a witch

well I’d rather
be ugly than tired
and I’d rather
be smart than be rich
and while I am not much for church
for Sundays singing hymns
I’d much rather be there
than at the gym