Doggerel Day

Hurray, hurray! T'is Doggerel Day
When doggerel may frolic
Have at! I say, though poets may
Retire to bed with colic.

What's new, ask you? I'm hardly through
With lusting o'er the Kindle
Though DRM piques such as them
Who think it but a swindle.

I covet books that need no nooks
As quick to search as Google
And weightless! Nice! Alas, the price
Is something less than frugal.

Postpone demise with exercise
Is good advice--not crazy,
But rain and chill does sap my will
And leave me feeling lazy.

And bicycling good health does bring
But other transport's crimping
Soft feet flee trials; a scant three miles
I walked--and came home limping.

So here I call--good days to all
Who land among the living
I hope you had a weekend glad,
And likewise good Thanksgiving.