I Got The

I-got-to's
I got to
write a poem
go to the gym
take my pills
meditate, eat
walk down-street
draw a picture
read;
got to
got to
sweep the floor
make some money
find a honey;
I got the
I-got-to
dis-ease.
Truth is, I ain't
got to
do anything
I do not want to
do; hell
I am retired.