My schedule’s been extremely full
don’t even have time to shoot the bull.
No poetry writing now for me
work’s piled as high as I can see.
Whose fault is it for this strange fate?
Where did I learn to procrastinate?
I have learned it well that’s for sure
in ways that will really endure.
I try my best to organize
because no one will sympathize.
I got a new “Dummies” book
but haven’t taken time to look.
In fact the book is missing now
it seems I’ve lost it, but I don’t know how.
The book can’t do me any good
when I don’t read it like I should.
I should write a lot of things in verse
But that means I would have to rehearse
so this is all I have to say
I’ll finish up some other day.
Cheers,
Dan
Georg
Donna