To All Manner of School Work

And to the other students out there:

I close my eyes to thee forthwith,

Troubles abounding in thy lines

Thou motley-hided reading list

Thou scourge of sweet, free time;

Devil of nightly and waking dreams

Oh dark demon of labour assigned

Thou puling, ever-wretched being

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They are more than bathtubs for thousands of croaking frogs. They are more than breeding grounds for swarms of mosquitoes. They are more than the landing strips of fat Canada geese. Wetlands are often shining prospects to enterprising developers—never mind that they play a role in the water table[2], and make for soggy basements.

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