How easy to dismiss the five O’ clock alarm

and avoid by any means the next round of sentry duty,

how easy to roll your eyes, ignore the sound and keep calm

and once more doze in the arms of your chosen daily beauty?

How easy to dispense with the sound of a ticking bell,

the manipulative upstart of the daily uphill steep incline,

the kick starter which places you in Hell

and the sapper of strength, the dispenser of never ending decline?

How easy, I am never sure!