It is the Eve of Februar'; the midnight chime draws nigh,
Thinking of my many goals, I heave a heavy sigh.
I should have had some goals per month
As I think I did intend,
Instead of looking solely 'round
Each successive bend.
Ah, I'll give myself another day
In which to do what I should say
I should have done already thus
My budget, bill filing, room cleaning,
and Sabbath observation must
Have system, but I have been thinking. . .