by request – “Going back to work after the holidays”
The holidays, they effing rule
We soon forget dumb work (or school);
We party hard, relax and then
At some point as we near the end
Those thoughts creep back, we brush away,
But they resurface New Year’s Day.
“It’s time,” they whisper, “Time to get
“Your khakis pressed, alarm clock set,
“Your meetings scheduled, files prepared,”
But listen, workers, don’t be scared.
I know that work is such a bummer,
But look, six months until the summer!