Was becoming slothier
By the day;
He’d even hired
A servant Moth
(Armed with a tiny cloth)
To wipe his blues away.
Luther just lazed around the house
Because no one else
Was going to do that for him.
“It’s International Sloth Day, today!” said Moth.
“Why don’t you call your mother and wish her all the best?”
But, Luther was loathe to do so;
“Phone Mother?” he asked Moth. “It’s too much bother. And she never phones me.”
Moth carried on with her dusting, ruefully wishing that there was an International Moth Day.