Poems of a lighthearted nature

A procrastination poem

I should really be doing some work right now

they say I'm too lazy to function

but when down a path that involves effort

I find myself taking a different junction

They call it procrastination

I call it an escape

but it's open to interpretation

whilst at my computer I gormlessly gape

Refreshing my blog forty two times per minute

seems more productive than GCSEs

because with homework I've reached my limit

and in doing this, I feel appeased

So why not spend hours playing solitaire?

This essay can surely wait

for at this moment I can't bring myself to care

and I could always just hand it in late

I'm not the only one who lives by

"I'll do it later" as my motto

for teens everywhere with exams soon, tonight

will sit and watch the lotto

We don't care about the outcome

or whether our parents win

but sitting doing nothing upon your bum

seems more fun than doing work that has to be in

Procrastination takes hours of my life away

in which I could be working

but every night, again and again

on the internet I'll be lurking

I don't even realise what I'm doing

until I check the time

and see that 4pm is now nine' o' clock

and it seems to be dark outside

So if you're wondering why my homework is missing

I have a perfectly valid excuse

my procrastination ate it

and my time went to... better use.