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