Written by ICC Robert Methvin for his chargebook (FY2001 CPO class)
It's praised and applauded, throughout all our
But everyone always wishes for more.
It's mourned as it passes, through life's
But we throw fancy parties, as each of us age.
Thoughts of the future, hold much dread and fear.
But we celebrate joyously, every new year.
It will pass everyone by without care,
And cannot be grasped; it's lighter than air.
It should be allotted, scheduled and used,
But usually is wasted, squandered, abused.
Sometimes it throws curves, to just make you
But there is a way to relieve all your doubt.
If you have a problem, and can't find relief,
Head to the Goat Locker, and ask for your Chief.