Confessions of a Habitual Procrastinator

Selectively forgetful, That's what my mother says - When I'm called to do some work, I escape in funny ways. I'm running short of time now But I'll tell you all I can Of all my weird excuses, Perhaps the worst made by man. ''Can't hear you!'' I'll just say, ''Cause the fan is way too loud''. And then I'll hear the footfall Like a crashing thundercloud. Another thing I say is ''Just wait, I'm coming along,'' Then my dad comes up and says ''What you are doing's wrong''. Those two are the most common - See, I'm capable of much much more, But my storybook's now being snatched out And thrown through the bedroom door!