Procrastinatorís LamentI put off for tomorrow
What I couldíve done today.
Itís not my fault I procrastinate
Much to your dismay.
I didnít have time for this poem,
I had an essay to write.
Whatever you say about karma,
It wonít come back to bite.
Itís not my fault I have a life,
And donít live under a rock.
I hung out with friends last night,
And wrote this in study last block.
I think this poem will suffice,
So please donít be mad at me.
Life is just a tad too short
To waste on poetry.
[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2013 EDITION]
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