Sogg'ed Burlap Boots

Sogg'Ed Burlap Boots Squish and Squash Under the Tired Weight of an Old Mouse Too Long Worked

Slowly Wringing Out Cold, Worn, Heavy Garb to Be Hang Dried O'Er Sleepy Embers

Mopping Up 'Round Weary Windows and Drowsy Doors, Timeworn Stains on Far-Gone Floors

Slumped Over a Stool Nearly Dried, the Dark Room Lit Only by Coals Faintly Glow'n and Drawn Weed a'Tip a Carv'Ed Pipe

Stormclouds Break at Last and Give Way to Rose-Coloured Skies and a Chance to Wish Goodnight the Second Sun