A lady has a thousand ways <br />Of doing nothing all her days, <br />And so she thinks that they're well spent, <br />She can be idle and content. <br />But when I have a holiday <br />I have forgotten how to play. <br />I could rest idly under trees <br />When there's some sun or little breeze <br />Or if the wind should prove too strong <br />Could lie in bed the whole day long. <br />But any leisured girl would say <br />That that was waste of holiday. <br />Perhaps if I had weeks to spend <br />In doing nothing without end, <br />I might learn better how to shirk <br />And never want to go to work.<br /><br />Lesbia Harford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/work-girls-holiday/
