The Quitter

Don't feel much like going to work today, but I feel less like living in penury and having the bank foreclose on my mortgage, so I-owe, I-owe, it's off to work I go. But I'll leave you with a poem about quitting by the great bard of the Yukon, Robert Service. I found it in a book that came across my transom yesterday: Rhyming Wranglers: Cowboy Poets of the Canadian West. Service was a bank teller in the Klondike, so it's a bit of a stretch to put him in such a book, but there you go.

AUDIO of me reading "The Quitter."