Do take a rest, don't work so hard,
Take a break, don't let down your guard.
There's always time for work and play.
Even if, the skies are grey.

And when finally, you're having fun,
I hope its weight, goes up to a ton.
For time, 'tis something we treasure,
For work, and acts of leisure.

So stretch, rest your eyes,
So, you can see through lies.
And so, I'll go back to work.
All because, my mom's a jerk.

(Last line's just to make it rhyme. She's the best mom in the world. <3)