Stuff



I'm going to do stuff today

There are projects, but can't I just play?

What is more worthy? My hands might get dirty!

I'm going to do stuff today


I was going to do stuff today

But then there were the distractions

First there was this, then there was that

Soon, the stuff was gaining no traction


I had good intentions today.

That road to Perdition needs paving

Life seems so rough with all of this stuff!

That's why naps were invented for saving


I did do one thing today

It seems I had something to say

So whimsy took hold, ambition did fold

And this poem is the price that we pay.



Copyright 2025, Marc E. Brodeur


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