There Is a Hammer On My Keyboard

There is a hammer on my keyboard Taking me hostage Reminding me of something I wanted to do Yesterday but did not get around to it I stare at it, and glare at it, Angry beyond belief. That I kept saying I wanted to hang those sixty-five canvases, and yet, there they are, not one hung up. The mean hammer has been Thrown across the room now, It no longer bothers us, My gloating keyboard and me.