Put your time in
and retire in
fifty years.

If you can't stand the heat they'll tell you to stay out of the kitchen, but what if you can't stand the kitchen and yet love the heat,
where do you go?

perspiring, I hang like a sack of potatoes
oh, does
pride go before the proof of the pudding

who knows?

but I do look good in
a certain light
that certain light being a broken night light.