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My Excuses

by Glenn Currier

It doesn’t take much to find excuses
for avoiding the unpleasant,
things for which I can find no uses
at the time - find no reason or rhyme.

Truth is, I don’t tax my mind to think of that reason,
don’t imagine how much good it would do,
don’t think how this is just the right season
to do this thing I don’t want to.

But oh how hard I’ll work to think
of ways to do this thing I love to do
find the recipe for that yummy drink
go to the game, find its venue.

I’m so very skilled and do it with ease
thinking of a good dodge or ruse.
This kind of creative work is a breeze
how skilled I am making an excuse!

05/28/2018

Author's Note: I am sitting here in the coolness of the office/computer room while the front sidewalk, algae-laden and ugly, lay there waiting for me to approach it with the pressure sprayer loaned to me by a neighbor. I thought of how many times I rationalize avoiding physical labor in favor of tapping on these keys or watching a favorite show on tv. So I have successfully for the time being used this writing as my handy excuse for avoiding the unpleasant.

Posted on 05/28/2018
Copyright © 2024 Glenn Currier

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/28/18 at 04:35 PM

Fun read, Glenn. A sophisticated Dr. Seuss was my first impression upon reading this.

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