RESOLUTELY RESOLUTE

As the present year slides slowly into slumber I shall strive, next year, to things somewhat less dumber Than wearing my galoshes in the summer I shall, in fact, walk barefoot on the beach And leave my sandals so far out of reach The seagulls I’ll impress with my loud screech And when the bumbling bees accost the rose I’ll spray them with the still unraveled hose Protecting her for she’s the one I chose Remembering the mills will surely close I shall no longer wear “carbon based” clothes And when arrested claim eleven toes I shall take a vow of silence dawn to dusk And clothe myself in eco-friendly husk And hope the crows don’t land upon my tusk I shall recycle all the cardboard left behind By mobs who’d have us all think as one mind For the man who owns the dog knows which is blind And I shall write of joyous things, nothing off key In the hope that happy thoughts will set me free Unless the door is locked when I must pee