Songs and Bubbles

I found a new drug,

I call it guitar,

I'm lovin' to play and to play.

And with my guitar

I forget the tick-tock,

So I haven't worked in 4 days.

My fingers are tense,

My back really aches,

But, Oh!, I am having such fun.

But deadlines await,

I must put you away,

And leave you 'til all the work's done.

Tomorrow I'll wake,

And roll out of bed,

Stare blankly at papers and stuff.

And then I will say,

"Oh, fuck it. Who cares?"

And strum all the day til it's gone.

:)