Procastination Reaped It Off My Marrow Poem by patpet Ogechukwu

I should have done it
though it wouldn't matter.
Yet, I didn't do it
Because all I wanted was a better platter.
Falling from this plain - I did see it matter.
How then did I hug dis Pitiful blame,
when I should have kissed the barter.
Yes! I did mate de plot
when I thought of doing it tomorrow,
but how then did my heart forgot?
No! Procrastination reaped it off my marrow.

I have missed the hug,
and yet it's a sticky bug.
This sickness I need to kill
but can I mix the pill?
Now I know I have dined with this enemy surely,
who posed in my head so friendly.
Myself many a times I have failed,
though self love I've always trailed
but now, Where is my sword?
For this war I must win without squad.
Procrastination I must castrate for this enemy can frustrate.

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