Procrastination Sonnet
I started to procrastinate today.
I know I’m going nowhere pretty fast.
I always try to stop acting this way;
It’s my concentration, it doesn’t last.
What do I do first, there’s so much to do.
I need to do this, that, and the other;
There are too many things, I have no clue.
With so much to do why should I bother?
Tomorrow comes with many things undone.
They’re mostly chores I put off yesterday.
Someday I'm sure I’ll get everything done.
I’ll wait for tomorrow, another day.
I know when I start to procrastinate,
I’ll work laboriously to compensate.
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