'Twas the Night After....

'Twas the night after convention

And all 'cross our state

Folks were longing for bedtime;

They just couldn't wait.

They'd discussed and they'd voted,

They'd joked and they'd laughed

But the days didn't tire them:

No, not even by half .

'Twas the nights after meetings..

The hours close to dawn

That left hardy farmers

Heavy lidded and worn.

On pickup! On Gator!

Its off to do chores!

Yep, just what is needed

Then head back indoors..

To catch up with the email

To eat a late bite...

You've worked hard, MOFB;

Rest your eyes...and Good Night