A project procrastinator’s tale in five limericks
Gathered there was the whole team,
at the late project’s autopsy.
They laid no blame,
but it was me – oh shame!
It was all my fault as you’ll see.
It started out feeling great
I’d padded every estimate
with lot of air,
much time to spare.
So why did it turn out so late?
The reality, if truth be told
is that I just cannot behold
the sight of work.
I simply shirk.
Even thinking of it turns me cold.
So, although I say I tried,
I was the reason the project died.
The work on my plate
was always in late,
with excuses that couldn’t be denied.
Procrastination’s the thief of time.
It only makes one fall behind.
So, try if you can
to stick to the plan.
Don’t wait for intervention divine.
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Other pieces in my five limericks series are:
A project management tragedy in five limericks
Eight to Late 
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