Oh, What Am I Going To Do , Today

Oh, what am I going to do, today? I've got so much time on my hands that I Will simply go mad if I don't find a way To fill it all up with some stuff to get by. I try to stay busy with this and with that And sometimes it works but at others falls flat I think at such length that my head starts to hurt And then I relax with a cup of yogurt. I once had a job where they worked me to death I grunted and groaned 'til I gave my last breath The medics restarted my heart with a jolt I thanked them, then, wisely, decided to bolt. I could someday make a good living at rhymes But all I might do is to fall on hard times I'm cracking my skull like a ripe coconut To pull myself up and well out of this rut. A jack of all trades but sad master of none Among all that's not new now under the sun I can't just go out there and find a nice niche It makes me so crazy I want to yell, "SHEESH!"