I hate being late for things,
It started with how my dad was,
He was averse to time keeping,
There always seemed to be a “because”
Or some other lie with lengthening schnoz
Pinocchio set in human flesh,
When he would arrive was anyone’s guess.
Which is why lateness is my pet peeve,
Just something I cannot endure,
I have to be early to achieve,
The lessening of anxiety’s drawl,
Murmuring that this was the last call,
To be on time and not detract,
About the other’s importance being a fact.