Two procrastination poems

some greenery for a wet yuck day

            I’m cheating today. I’ve been bored by my own blog; must be worse for you guys. Here’s some light verse I wrote a few years ago, just to mix things up.
 
I know that I really should get something done,
Accomplish those tasks that I haven’t begun,
But none of them strike me as anything fun.
I guess I’ll just doodle some poems:  here’s one!
 
 
 
Two, four, six, eight
How do we procrastinate?
Set a deadline, mark the date.
Make a list then wash a plate.
Walk your big black dog named Kate.
Check your email, text your mate.
Watch the coffee percolate.
Quit some thing then reinstate.
Bake some brownies; check your weight;
Get depressed; self-flagellate.
Help your ego re-inflate.
Write a poem, innovate!
Two, four, six, eight,
How do we procrastinate?
           
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