Every day is racked with indecision Ubiquitously part of my condition Options can provoke a bout of tremors But I am not alone with my dilemmas To be or not to be was Hamlet’s question Perhaps inducing nervous indigestion The Clash asked should I stay or should I go now A choice demanding necessary knowhow
Observe temptation lying there before me If I succumb then others will abhor me Resist! I must resist! But, no, I’m evil The urges driving me are pure primeval Predictably deciding that I’ll risk it I
reach my hand to take the final biscuit |
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