Procrastination, my old friend...
We meet again.
Here we sit, two long-time companions.
You are always by my side,
whispering suggestions
in a willing ear--

"Tomorrow is soon enough to work,
let's go outside and play."

"The day is beautiful,
too fine to waste inside..."

I'll listen once more--
as I have always done.
Set aside the work for play.
The deadline will keep.

After all, tomorrow is another day...