I hate work so <br />That I have found a way <br />Of making one small task outlast the day. <br />I will not leave <br />The garden and the sun, <br />In spite of all the work that should be done. <br />So when I go <br />To really make my bed <br />I've made it ten times over in my head. <br />Then as for meals! <br />I think I'd rather be <br />A nervous wreck than make a cup of tea. <br />The fire's so low <br />It isn't any good— <br />While I sit planning to put on some wood. <br />One thing is sure, <br />I pity other drones, <br />God having made me such a lazy-bones.<br /><br />Lesbia Harford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-hate-work-so/
