I resolve, she said, to abstain from running naked down the boulevard.
That’s no decent resolution, said he, since not doing that won’t be too hard.
Ha! she said, You’ve no idea of the urge I have to disrobe every night,
And jog joyfully down Monroe street clothed in nothing but moonlight.
In that case, he smiled sincerely, I hope this resolution breaks,
And I’ll wait for you on the capitol steps no matter how long it takes.