English poem
Post-Vacational
You have heard that mildewed story, That tradition horned and hoary, That it wearies one to roam, Past a doubt; That one vainly on vacation Tries to find recuperation, Till he hunts his happy home Tuckered out.
That abroad there is no comfort, That a man must journey home for 't-- You have heard that whiskered wheeze, Have you not? 'Tis a commonplace to cavil At the "luxuries of travel," For in travel lack of ease Is your lot.
You have heard that gag historic; It was often sprung by Yorick; It's as old as Noah's ark And its crew. It's the commonest (at basis) Of all common commonplaces;-- So I merely would remark That--it's true.