I am sorry to say,
That the words on this screen really just are,
A time wasting, time filling throw away,
There is something more important to do,
That I've missed, last few days,
Along with this blog that's making me sad,
I'm afraid this morn may go the same way,
So, if there's one thing you must take with you,
'Cause I know that I must,
You will know what it is that you must do,
If without it you bust.
There, it is done,
My throw-away poem,
Though I also obsess over routine,
Now my mind's a little closer to home.