Annual Revue/School Time.
Now we’re done with the Yo- ho- hoing
It’s time to ask where the Hell the year is going?
And why have my later years flown by instead of slowing?
I recall, as a schoolboy, way back when
Listening to the dronings of dry dusty men-
Entire periods of time stood still, back then.
Now, I don’t like the way days zip by so fast,
Light years faster than they did in my dim dark past,
Considering how interminable one school term could last.
