Open Link Monday at Real Toads

I had been feeling wretched for a year or more, but I finally got tough with my doctor, who made some changes to my medical regimen, and I have been feeling somewhat better lately.
So I did the obvious thing: too much.
Yes, the average workaholic can be guaranteed to mistake feeling "better" for feeling "well" and jump right in with both feet to get rid of every chore that's been left undone during a long illness.
Foolish workaholics.
And we'll all probably keep doing it, because of the "ism" in workaholism.
Therefore, for Open Link Monday, late in the afternoon, I have nothing to contribute but a limerick. It isn't, however, a leftover from Mad Kane's Limerick-Off, although I did manage to write one for her yesterday. This little ditty was in a folder on my desktop, unused. (The cartoon I found at public-domain.zorger.com.)
Despite the baseball game and the hockey playoffs, I hope to get back to my computer to comment on some of the other Open Link poems.

cartoon by Dick Morgan
via
public-domain.zorger.com

There once was a jailer from Baylor

Who ordered his shoes from a mailer—

One shoe was too big

The other quite small,

Now the jailer, he walks like a sailor.

Posted for
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