Dylan Thomas — If I Were Tickled By The Rub Of Love

Dylan Marlais Thomas (1914-1953) Reading by Dylan Thomas If I Were Tickled By the Rub of Love If I were tickled by the rub of love, A rooking girl who stole me for her side, Broke through her straws, breaking my bandaged string, If the red tickle as the cattle calve Still set to scratch a laughter from my lung, I would not fear the apple nor the flood Nor the bad blood of spring.