Back to Work: a Sonnet by Anonymous
Back to Work: a Sonnet
by Anonymous
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Back to Work: a Sonnet
by Anonymous
Vacation's over: now it's back to work,
To labor at such labor as they send us,
Which multiplied, to bide, and hide, and lurk
In wait for us. The shock was most tremendous.
Where could it all have come from? I confess
I've wondered this, but haven't any clue
As to the antecedents of the mess,
Which, uninvited, came for us to do.
The reason makes no difference, I suppose,
However, as however it has come,
We have to deal with it. Heaven knows
Just how, but now we must, so hand us some.
While we were out, our desks were inundated:
A lengthy day is plainly indicated.
Originally published in SUL News Notes, March 25, 1994.
c 1994, 1995 Fleabonnet Press for the author.
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