Procrastination
it's best done later and not now
tomorrow will be perfect i can vow
Why yoke yourself like a laden cow?
The cloud is heavy and ready to snow
Be merry with life and take it real slow
And in observing the cloud u didn't sow
Alas the seed dies with its great potential
buried with a would have been credential
The plan became an aborted mission
Because procrastination stole the vision
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