Spring Break Haiku, a spontaneous ode

My spring break has passed
And I didn't get stuff done
How could this happen

I worked so hard but
Still so much more work to do
Time waits for no one

So I should begin
Finish what I half-started
Pro-cras-tin-a-tor

Stop writing haikus
Grace it's Sunday night at ten
You better move it

I mean it you punk
Writing bad poems wastes time
It makes readers cry

Ok I will stop
Dear readers you now all know
I got more to do

So have a good week
Work hard, play hard, and rest hard?
I use toilet now.