Deadlines

I’m convinced that devil inspires schedules
he zaps the brain of those expected to attend
so the last thing they do is arrive when needed.

Or perhaps it is all the plot of sadistic creeps from another planet,
they make sure that only those with no sense of time
are the ones you have to depend upon to be there
will be brain dead imbeciles who think snails are fast.

This dire and evil disease infects so many businesses,
which is why you can’t get a cable repair guy,
telephone or even UPS dude
tied down to a single specific hour’s commitment.

Course what paragons of promptness can you find?
Doctors? Forget it, they don’t call them waiting rooms by accident.
Salesman? Yeah, if you make sure you bribe them
then try and worry what big fat lies they’ll bore you with
during the extra time they bother to be there when asked.

Politicians? Doubt it. Lawyers? Maybe in Oz, but not earth.
Bureaucrats? Only if they are pissed at you and going to ruin your day.
Professors? If they are don’t forget from thinking up things.

That pretty much leaves us three options,
Policeman, Firemen and the Military.

Guess the idea is sadly becoming so true,
only place you can expect a break in terms of someone
being there when wanted,
is if your butt is either going to be shot or fried.

Unless you want a nuke shove up your behind
or have your house turned into a crater,
then you can be sure, they’ll be early,

So the lesson is, death can’t wait to grab your throat,
while any desired flickers of peace
are always under the control of some gremlin
with a sick sense of humor.