Sometimes, when you sit around with nothing to do, poems get done.
Ponderings
If what we do, is what we’re a wanting
Why then time, we waste just talking
Words come out, yet we do not see
That what we’re sayin’ is not the key
Getting it done, is where it’s at
Be it building a house, or petting a cat
We do our best, what more can we do
We’re but one being, not a work crew
Listen close, for I’ll say this one time
Sit back and enjoy, this life sublime
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