Procrastination, oh procrastination, It's the bane of my existence, no hesitation.
I have work to do, but I'd rather play, Tomorrow's another day, why not delay?I'll watch some TV, or maybe read a book,
Or scroll through social media, that's worth a look.
I'll clean my room, or take a nap, Anything to avoid work, I'm in a trap.I know I'll regret it, when the deadline looms,
But for now, I'm content, in my procrastination rooms.
I'll start tomorrow, I promise I will, But for now, I'm procrastinating still.So to all you young people out there, Beware of procrastination, it's everywhere.
Get your work done, don't delay,
Or you'll end up like me, in a procrastination way
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