Poem of about procrastination and luck. Was suppose to be a sonnet.
Some have time in which almmost everyday
Some have none in which they procrastinate
Some been grateful since they did not delay
The ungrateful ones haev work yet to hate
As i am writing no, i did delay
to the point where i procrastinated
i ask for help, but none comes to my aid
Now, i have to clean the mess i created
The clock striking one, made me very late
so I went to class to face the teacher
To deal with this v ery unhappy fate
To think I am the most worthless creature
Till the teacher told us it was not due
Until next monday, so i said “woo-hoo!”
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