Sharon's
Sharon's |
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Oh laziness, affliction rued, no, self-inflicted lassitude that keeps me lounging on my bed amongst the books I haven't read.
When such consumptive laziness is victor over godliness the cure is infinitely clear, but first lets have another beer.
With eyes too dull for one so young my countenance belies my tongue that speaks the fervor of my years to counteract self-righteous leers.
My indolence doth make me shudder as I sit here amid the clutter with dishes piled up to my chin ethereal vision float right on in.
An icy drink and a bubble bath will lead me down my garden path. Obligations are such a bore do you know what show's on channel 4?
I want to live like some queen bee have countless men look after me and think of only sex and food. Yes wallow in this lassitude.
Alas, my conscious sublimation at times gives way to consternation. What decadence, my mind rebels until I hear the dinner bells.
When I was younger, in my prime I thought about this all the time. What causes such a malady? Then some new dream would capture me.
I sit and ponder in dismay the things I didn't do yesterday. To calm my nerves when I despair I play a game of solitaire.
I know my style evokes distain but chocolate mousse doth ease the pain of such a one at such a loss an idle stone just gathering moss.
Why hast thou forsaken me and left me lying languidly upon a nest of dirty clothes when I am capable of such prose.
With every Monday do I vow to plant the seeds and pull the plow. Temptation Tuesday comes along I do my damndest to be strong
But Wednesday night is even worse my will against the great Judd Hirsh and Soap, will Leslie get her man? Will Jody's lover take the stand?
Did Iago spend his days in bed? Do daydreams run through Satan's head? Did Shylock squander all his money? Would Hitler think Rosanne is funny?
No no, to be so cruel and vicious one has to be at least ambitious. Every villain that I know has had ambition overflow.
This is a plea to justify a life of watching time go by. But I'm not convinced that after all what I do today could break my fall.
What noble bid for sparkling fate would warm the chill of cold gray slate? When life's reduced to black and white you must submit without a fight.
No Dow Jones average freezes time. No assets earned make reasons rhyme But self-indulgent indolence makes rented time worth the expense.
Be patient with my selfish need for net returns produced with speed. This dandelion would be a rose is she could get past Oreos.
Sharon in college (nothing ever changes)
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