PLEASURE DELAY

PLEASURE DELAY

 

My wife and I were planning that

Today we’d be up north…

Settling in her brother’s house,

Visiting for all its worth.

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But we were taken aback by news

That my regular workmate had fled…

So our vacation time is no more

And hope, for the moment, is dead.

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We may get up north again,

In a future time…

Depending on the procurement

Of another man in line.

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For once he or she is trained,

We can reschedule real soon…

And though I’ve working Christmas Day

It needn’t all be gloom!

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I will not have my oyster stew,

It costs so much each year…

Especially since she does not like

Its gastronomic air.

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It’s no fun eating all by myself,

Christmas Eve I am at work…

Some traditions are best not kept

If sharing them isn’t a perk.

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We’ve marinated our chuck steak

As she thought it should be done….

We’ll have potato, carrots and such,

And like the meat well-done.

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We’ll have our fun as we always have,

Scheduled around my work…

A phone call or two and life’s not blue

And I’ll even forgive that jerk!

 

–Jonathan Caswell