It's a post-Christmas morning
And all through the house
Not a creature is stirring,
Not even my spouse.
A new week is dawning
And I must take an oath
To work or be lazy
For I cannot do both.
My own book to write
And others to read.
New classes to prepare,
But I'm going to seed.
I think I'll lie back down
And sleep like a log.
When I reawaken,
I'll return to this blog.
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