why do i always leave everything until the last bloody minute?

I’m a chronic ditherer,

Doesn’t matter what it is.

Sometimes I will pay a bill

At five to midnight on the day it’s due.

I’ll hand in essays on the cut off,

Run for buses as they pull away

And train for races days before they’re run.

I long to be a woman on the ball

Who’s got her shit together

But I know I’ll always suffer

From this awful malady.

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