Time, you may know, is not a bad guy;
Sometimes he will tarry, sometimes he will fly.
He never forgets you not lets you slip by,
Remembers your birthday, though I’m not sure why.
When I spoke of wasting, I now must lament,
I simply assumed that you knew what I meant.
For sometimes, I’m sorry, but time must be killed
But not by machine gun – I don’t want him drilled!
For time is the one thing that everyone spends,
At work or at home or maybe with friends.
Like it or not, time will never sit still –
So, spend it or waste it, we’ve all time to kill.
21 January 2020