“Interested in an interim?” the caller

asked out of the blue.

He thinks he could be an interim again,

a pretty good one, too,

but at this moment he’s camping,

relaxing by the creek with Chris

and Buddy Baloo

and knows he’s through,

oh, so through.

He gave his all for years

numbering forty-two.

“Thank you. You have a good

day, too”