My sister, who is literally half the woman she used to be, sends me an email complaining about feeling left out. My goodness, people, I really did have to run a household here yesterday! She sent her own clerihew:
Had only one bane.
These last fifteen pounds
As bad as that sounds.
Please feel free to write your own, about yourself or someone else, and post it here.
For me, though, it’s back to the grindstone. Bill is back at work, and we will return to school, shrugging off the undisciplined ways of the last month to engage our minds in pursuits such as solving for x and maybe, just maybe, figuring out that H-A-T is the word hat and other intellectual endeavors between those.