Shall I a dragon slay today,
or shall I shilly-shally?
Is this my day for derring-do,
or time to dilly-dally?

I have a bridge or two to cross
to get to places grander.
Perhaps right now I'll mount my march -
or maybe just meander.

I've heard the voice of conscience call,
"Get going, take a gamble."
And well I might when 'morrow comes,
but now I choose to ramble.