Putting on the putting off
Leads
to yet another story,
While
the moans of lazy bones
Speaks
in volumes dilatory.
If
the season captures reason
In
the rhythm of the rhyme,
Chances
are the pithy plan will
Meet
demand to end on time.
But
if sidetracks switch the cargo
And
the focus goes awry,
Who
is left the beastly burden?
Who
explains the where and why?
Let
me be the fiend of focus,
Crack
the whip and set the course,
Dash
the dilatory demon,
Banish
him with lethal force.
Heroes
haunt the halls of rescue
Never
seeking fame or glory,
Always
in the nick of time,
Never
late or dilatory.
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