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I’m up to here with things to do
And buried under data
The notes I keep all filed away,
The tasks—I’ll do them later.
+1 to put things off a day,
Tomorrow: work ’til all is done,
Today I can relax—but then
Tomorrow’ll never come.
My webpage looks impressive, sure,
But check a few days later.
The same tasks appear. I know,
I’m such a procrastinator.