Lazy

I once memorized a Silverstein poem "Lazy Jane.", It goes like this:

Lazy, Lazy, Lazy, Lazy, Lazy, Lazy Jane, she wanted a drink of water so she waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited for it to rain.

This poem came back to memory a moment ago when I sent myself an e-mail in order to get a file to my other computer because I was too lazy to get a flash drive to save it on even though sometime down the road I have to do that anyway.