The Modern Curmudgeon

We're right now at the darkest spot

In the tunnel, and all that we've got

Is the hope there's a light,

That we'll make it all right...

Or that death will come swiftly, if not.

"I'm going to work" he explained The shirt he'd put on that day "Well you look to me Quite like a worker bee" "Actually, Dad, he said, "worker A."

Tomorrow I turn 41. What to do once these limericks are done? Will my idle hands seek Out some evil unspeak- able once this new freedom's begun?

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