Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Ah, to stay up late and sleep in late,
At first thoughts it does sound great.
Have fun, watch movies, and eat candy.
The idea is simply innocent and dandy.
But the next morning you awake,
Finding the whole morning you forsake.
The sun in the sky says it's midday.
Now you must work without delay.
With so much to do you miss your mourning.
Wishing you did not ignore your alarm's warning.
There is so much to do. You cannot complete.
And at the end of the day you will admit defeat.