Procrastination

[Seajatt]

I knew the thing I needed to do

But like a hobo's meal, I let it stew

In my mind a worry

All day and night

At the last minute it will send me to flurry


Never again I said at the 11th hour

Nearly waited too long, the whole thing sour


Now my evenings free, and my projects beckon

But maybe tonight I'll relax, I earned it, I reckon.