SLOTH
She opened a sleepy, bleary eye
And peered at the clock so near
And saw the darkened, overcast sky
And a thought became quite clear
She would call in sick and stay in bed
And sleep for the whole day long
Nothing would move her, nothing, she said
in her bed she did belong
She dreamed of a creature with three toes
That slept for most of it’s day
It’s body is filthy and it shows
In it’s own unique bouquet
Upon awakening off she ran
To the shower to get clean
And hurried to work thinking a plan
To work out what it could mean