‘Tis the week past Halloween, and everything’s dandy:
The kids, Mom, and Dad -yup – all hung over with candy.
The DVR counts up, as Matt watches his shows
While I sit at my laptop typing endless prose
To fulfill a foolish promise, made with great haste:
That when we returned, not one moment I’d waste
In recapping all shows, with Seussian flair!
My intentions were sincere. I promise! I swear!
I wanted to, honestly, but life’s just not fair…
The time for me to write, well….it just wasn’t THERE!
Despite my best efforts, my wishing, my hope…
I just came out looking like some sort of dope
Who thought she could be…well, you know….one of those
Who reign supreme in the literary world of prose.
So, what can I say? What excuse can I give?
For those who will remind me for as long as I live:
That I FAILED! I fell short! I am THE BIGGEST LOSER!
I’m a dud! A complete dolt! An improbable schmoozer!
Oh, well…at least you gotta give me a hand,
for trying it out…unlike Random Commands.
So for the time being, forget any recaps…
And if I catch grief, I’ll take out your…um…kneecaps.