Step 1: Find a comfy chair and a bag of chips
In the land of procrastination, where deadlines never come
And productivity is but a distant, fading hum
I find myself lost, in a sea of blank page
Where every line I write is just a hollow stage
For the drama of my mind, where heroes rise and fall
And the villain is my couch, that beckons me
I shall overcome, I shall persevere
I shall write a sonnet, and then I shall retire
For the land of procrastination, where I shall reside
And the only deadline I'll meet is my next snack time
So here's to thee, dear procrastination, my friend
May our love of laziness never come to an end