There once was a man by the name of Paul,
who was wiry, skinny, and not that tall
(he'd never quite finished growing up, after all.)
As a kid he had habits that were not very good.
He never finished his veggies, like a good boy should.
No one understood him, not even his folks,
He never finished a sentence whenever he spoke
(which was a problem when he tried to tell jokes.)
He never finished school, because of his quirk.
He never finished classes, or his homework.
Paul never finished movies, or even one book.
He'd start, but then never give another look.
Maybe they weren't worth the effort it took?
Never once did he finish his chores.
His parents worried more and more...
As an adult, Paul never finished one job
(which was to manufacture thingamabobs).
He was sadly replaced by a guy named Rob.
"You never finish anything!"
Said his girlfriend, Sarah King.
Little did she know, before too long,
Paul would go and prove her wrong.
(Who knew his feelings were even that strong?)
One night he didn't finish sharpening a knife,
But he did finish something: His life.
So let this be a lesson to everyone:
Finish what you start.....
