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     PROCRASTINATION 
 
Away, be away, Mr. Procrastination! 
I'm sick and tired of your explanation: 
You always begin with something, something honey, 
Steal my time and end up making things look funny. 
 

There's real poison in your nectar, I know now. 
I must continue and complete my work, somehow: 
Now, at this moment, immediately, today; 
Not later, leisurely or tomorrow! Be away! 

Carousing, gossiping, loitering, dawdling- 
Work of drones and derision! Traitor! Enemy! 
No more can I listen to you, you thief of time! 
Wasting one's precious time is a bloody crime! 

Anything lost can be found, or it's there, somewhere, 
But time lost is lost, cannot be found anywhere, 
Nor can we produce it or in the market buy. 
It comes to us; why not make use, before it goes by? 

I've got a lot of work to do - to do sincerely: 
I must work for my people and for my country. 
Work - sign of progress, symbol of prosperity - 
Buys responsibility and sells jollity. 

Stop, stop your games with me, you Procrastination! 
I now have a weapon new - determination! 
Do not, therefore, with duties anymore, interfere! 
Beware! Sever all bonds! Avaunt! Never come near!