The Procrastination Poem Alas, here I sit and thoughtfully write, in order to describe my plight So long as I do, my chores are out of sight, and mind; Temporarily remaining blind to all my obligations plaguing me, but still denying, my sorry situation. You see, I’m very good at this, and everyone excels in something! So, I wait for what inspires me, and what the next moment will… finally… bring… Eureka! I’ve succeeded!! I’ve found another word that rhymes! Yet still the clock keeps ticking, and I’m running out of time… And so, I must, I’ve got to go, no longer being able to justify this ‘de’il may care’, utterly cavalier, all-consuming denial! (I’ve so many other things to do, yet while reading this, so did you!) (I bid you fond farewell. Goodbye!) :biggrin: Feb. 15, 2008 G.P.