While the summer day is hot <br />You and I will loaf awhile, <br />Lolling in a leafy spot, <br />Lali of the cunning smile. <br /> <br />You and I have little care <br />How the “precious moments” pass <br />While we snuff the drowsy air <br />Rich in fragrance of the grass. <br /> <br />Stupid people boom or squeal <br />Lessons drawn from daily strife; <br />“Time,” they cry, “is on the wheel; <br />Death puts out the gas of life. <br /> <br />Imitate the prudent ant, <br />Labour like the busy bee.” <br />O the everlasting cant! <br />Loafing's good for you and me. <br /> <br />Here we watch the ants that haul <br />Loads by weary jungle ways! <br />If they like it, let them crawl <br />Laden through the heavy blaze. <br /> <br />We've no time for moral tags; <br />We can hear a sleepy sound <br />With his yellow tucker-bags <br />Brother Bee is bumming round. <br /> <br />Little souls are vexed to see <br />How their hours of toil decrease: <br />Floating dreams for you and me, <br />Lazy joy in starry peace.<br /><br />John Le Gay Brereton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lali/
