Posted by:
cludgie
(
)
Date: September 04, 2017 08:08PM
I retired Thursday last. Just sayin'. We immediately left Georgia, and are driving West to Idaho; tonight we're in Cheyenne. I was supposedly "working for the President" these many years, and even took an oath, but just couldn't do it anymore in good conscience. Since retirement was a big event for me, I even wrote a poem about it. Because I suck at writing poetry (I should have commissioned Don Bagley), I did the proper Mormon thing and plagiarized someone else's work, the hymn written for Karl G. Maeser's funeral:
"The Analyst's Work is Done"
(With abundant apologies to Karl G. Maeser and Annie Pike Greenwood.)
*ahem*
Come lay his badge and lanyard by,
He shall not need them more.
I.T. is going to Windows 10,
So he's bolted for the door.
His tired head, with locks still brown
(much like a septic pond),
Hath lain to peaceful rest tonight.
The analyst's work is done.
His work is done! No care tonight his tranquil rest shall break.
Some Ambien... Then with the morning light his pickup truck he'll take.
His meandering thoughts, his weird appeal, his works that few have read,
Trump won't know the loss we feel, since all our works get shred.
We feel it, as we miss the hand that repair'd abysmal grammar.
"Uh... I guess I could get a job at, like,... Costco," he'll very likely stammer.
Per chance when pension its change hath wrought, and this brief race is run,
Some will think, "Finally! Geez, who knew he'd get it done?"
I'm sure this has brought you to tears. We'll get to SLC tomorrow, and going temporarily to Pocatello, ID. Are any of you near Pocatello?