If you can't get it done on time that's not my problem.

I got it done.
I procrastinated,
And took my time,
But I still got it done.
And they aren't shy about letting you know the final date.
They really aren't.
The e-mails and phone calls verify that.
And I'd wager there would be letters, too.
So there's no reason you wouldn't know.
And no reason why you couldn't get it done.
Unless, you were in a coma.
Or deathly ill for a month.
Or marooned on a desert island.
But then someone could have done it for you.
So don't come crying to me that you didn't get it done.
You chose not to get it done.
And that's not my problem.