With an evening in view
I am oft but perplexed of what to do
There are many choices lain
before me
Though the "right" decision plain
It is not oft my habit to choose
What can I stand to lose
If a wallow about
And sing the blues
Or if so preoccupied
Catch a bit of the news
There's oft but much to distract
From what should be done
But what's the fun
In what is proper and plain
What does one gain
Or lose if to abstain
From the norm
Of reason and right
I think I'll stay in tonight
Ah, such a fright
I might go out tonight
This paper's not due
Till noon
Why not check out the latest tune
At the club
Yes, youth will oft try to so inspire us
We've all the time we need
So serious lead
These academic folk
They can't take a joke
Too much of books and brains
Can lose all sense of fun
They know none
Of the scene
Beyond the library
And coffee shop
Yet, as I dream away
The remaining hours
I pray
That perchance these
Evening showers
Might turn to ice
And delay what work is due
Another day
So is the "unselfish" prayer
Of one who wishes for
But a few hours more
Of sweet pleasant rest
And this no jest
Tis for all he'd care
But an extra moment here or there
To call his own
Snuggled safe and soundly
In the pleasant comfort and warmth
Of home
-Joshua Lee Foist
Monday, January 26, 2009
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