[Morrigoon]

Poetry of golf
Pages and pages, in fact
Men of single mind

Or was it really
Something dirtier? It lacked
An explanation

Here with itchy ear
I sit, though no longer pained
Not back in office

Now is the winter
Of my discontent, Will says
Here, here! I exclaim

"Do or do not. There
Is no try." -Master Yoda
I did not. New job?

Wait with bated breath
For cell phone to play Mozart
Will Wells Fargo call?

Qualifications
I have many, but wonder
If they're the right ones

My eggs are in one
Okay two, but same bunny
Thirty five grand nice