The Most Rewarding Kind Of Exercise
Put it off until tomorrow
Procrastinate all day
It will only bring you sorrow
Alas and lackaday!
If you try to do it sooner
The stress will lay you low
So stay under your doona
And neither reap nor sow
There's no time like the future
To work your heinie off
For now, remain a moocher
And lie around and boff
Contributors: | N, F. |
Poem finished: | 18th November 2003 by Anon.. |