Alas, there hasn’t been much productivity
On my part. It seems I have a proclivity
For idleness, indolence and passivity.
Hours I should spend in writing activity,
Working hard to improve my expressivity
And stoking my engine of creativity,
I’ve used for pursuits I can pursue more idly.
And I sport a backside that’s grown large and widely.
Oh, OK, go right ahead and remark snidely
That tsk, tsk, tsk, my appearance is unsightly
And the odds of me writing a great tome unlikely.
I say, to blazes with your negativity,
Great minds – like mine – don’t need hyperactivity.
Looking at all things with great objectivity,
I bet daydreaming was Einstein’s main activity
When he wrote that thing on relativity.