Say ‘Ahh’ for those with the idle gene

Who in the mornings are seldom seen

They miss the lark and the shepherds warning

But sleep on wearily as day is dawning

Then as the sun climbs to its full height

They stir and ready to face the light

Cautiously, through the curtains they stare

And laugh at the fools dashing about out there

If work is a choice they choose something other

Why toil for a living if you needn’t bother

Instead think how to pass the day

Life is too short to live any other way

Why can’t we all have this carefree life

And let someone else face all the strife

Enjoy idle days as our birth right

Saving our energy to enjoy the night.