I take a look at the clock
And think of the time I have to spare.
I push all my deadlines aside
And rest in my blue armchair.
Tick Tock
The clock keeps ticking,
As the deadlines come closer.
Just a few more hours,
I promise the fun will be over.
Tick Tock
Beating rapidly, my heart
wakes me from my sleep.
The deadlines are now dead.
With guilt I wearily weep.
Tick Tock
I take a look at the clock
With bitter and vile hate.
Oh! How I wish that
I do not procrastinate.
-m.m.jan


