Lazy Bone!

I make no bones about being lazy
I just love sleeping, smug and cozy!
I wake up at mid-day and have bed-tea
I skip bathing for days on end!
I like my hair long and can live in a thong!
I don’t crave money, fame, anything
But just wish to laze around, all day long!
I will not work to save my life
Hence no gal’s willing to be my wife
I don’t care, I don’t bother
Who’ll make kids and even look after them, brother?
For, I don’t even look after myself
Fend for others? Not by a long tether!
When I die, it’ll be a long journey to my grave
Never mind, I’ll just be deathly-still
My pall-bearers will swallow the bitter pill!
You bet, I’ll die a ‘lazy bone’
Hence, for once I’ll be brave!
Now, you can start digging my grave!
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The copyright of this poem is with Mrs. Priya Ramesh Swaminathan

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