What to do?
What to do?
What to do!
Round and round
inside my head
things scream to be done.
Alas! Alas!
I’m so confused.
I cannot pick just one.
Buzz, buzz, buzz,
they swarm my head,
but it’s clarity I hunt.
So in my frantic tiredness,
I decide it’s best to punt.
T.V.‘s no good.
A book’s too much.
I think I’ll take a nap.
Perhaps in some quiet place
into my dreams I’ll tap.
Ah, yes!
That’s much better.
My sense of peace is back.
Such quiet is revered the most
when there is a lack.
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