Lots of turmoil, panic and unrest,
Maybe I have a solution,
A way to rationalize what's best,
Forget the past, the institution.
Look at problems that are practical,
Tackle those things at first,
You've given yourself a nice sabbatical,
Reprieve from everything that's worst.
Although you're left with some vexation,
You've subdued the snarling beast,
The situation not of your creation,
You've halved difficulties at least.
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