This is your first paragraph.
You're tired of a diet of apples
And dry cleanable clothes blotched with dapples
From small, sticky fingers.
When nostalgia lingers,
Go to Maui and stuff on pineapples.
You've seen horrid papers galore,
Correcting until you were sore
From sitting all day
Now it's your turn to play,
And that's what retirement's for.
Another great thing to do during retirement is to select a course from a plethora of high quality college and graduate school offerings. Here are the ones that Molly loves (she has an entire roomful that her kids call "The Shrine to The Teaching Company.")
Confined with kids nearly preverbal
And their prattle, and chatter, and burble
Now it's time to go home,
Let your sub find a home
For the tarantula and the gerbil.
Intercepting passed notes, chewing gum,
What a tyrant you feel you've become!
Find some hobbies diverse,
Join adults and converse
In syllables greater than one.
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