End This Frenzy!
May we rest, now? Just for an hour, or two?
Twenty four seven, being busy
Doing the million things we do
And now that you type real fast, we are always dizzy!
While your toes do practically nothing
Except dress up in socks and shoes
Our day has no end and no beginning
We’re always in the groove
Conscious or unconscious
At every beck and call
Aware that your time is precious
So we give it our all
Where would you be without us?
Who would scratch that itch?
Maybe time management would end this fuss
End this frenzy before we ditch!
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