10.15 on a Wednesday morn
And the sloth drips
Under the strip light
And she’s stretching
By the kitchen sink
And the sloth drips
Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
Waiting for the
Data to upload
And reviewing
Where she’s been
She’s still aching
From yesterday
And the sloth drips
Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
It’s always the same
(With sincere apologies to The Cure)
Excellent!