Monday Poem

Posted on | April 25, 2011 | 1 Comment

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Monday must be the most horrible of days.
The reasons it’s horrible are too horrible to say.
But with that said, I’ll try to explain
Why Monday must bring us oh so much pain.

You see on Monday, you work with a frown.
The full work week ahead has gotten you down.
The weekend has come, and the weekend has passed,
And like all weekends it just didn’t last.

But Monday sure lasts, it lasts so long.
You keep checking your watch to see what’s wrong.
But against your wishes your watch is just fine.
Against your wishes you can’t speed up time.

So you sit and you wait and you pretend to work.
You dream of a boss that isn’t a jerk.
But then you wake up and you almost cry.
You wish and you wish that the day would just die.

But wait, please listen, don’t worry my friend.
For one thing is certain, all Mondays must end.
Now that it’s been said, I’ll say it again.
More Mondays will come and more Mondays will end

Happy freakin Monday, dear readers!

PH

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One Response to “Monday Poem”

  1. Space Monkey
    April 25th, 2011 @ 3:30 pm

    Can I call you ‘Para Suess’ from now on?

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