Yes, it's Superbowl. but just look out that window . . .
I meant to do my work today
But a brown bird sang in the apple tree
And a butterfly flitted across the field
And all the leaves were calling me.
And the wind went sighing o'er the land
Tossing the grasses to and fro
And a rainbow held out its shining hand
So, what could I do but laugh and go?
Richard le Gallienne (1866-1947)