I woke up this morning an older, newer man.
The sun is high, and I applaud its plan!
Gone are the barriers that had been holding me back
and preventing me from leaving this tiny shack.
I stand today a newer, cleaner man.
The whole world’s out there, as it has been forever,
little regarding such sleights as I deem clever
as I find new ways to up and make haste
and turn to profit my abominable waste.
And the world spins on! It’s been spinning forever!
There’s a seat for me at the spinning feast.
I sit down at my table, reduced to my least,
readier than I was when I was at my most,
and ready to walk with our happy host
as he spins these tales of our world, our spinning feast.