1
The sadness of Sundays
Make me moan on Mondays
Touting my Tuesdays with terror
Though Wednesdays are wedding days
It turns to tears on Thursdays
I pledge to be faithful on Fridays
After the sickening sensation of Saturdays
But the Strangeness of Sundays
Mar my mornings on Mondays
Turning my Tuesdays to tragedy
When all Wednesday is wasted away
It turns to threaten my Thursday
After the fights of Friday
Solely I sit sore and sob on Saturday.
2
I scream for ice cream on Sunday
I moan after moon day on Monday
I take the tears of Tuesday
To wet a dry Wednesday
I talk all through Thursday
Of the failures of Friday
I am sick of the stinking smell of Saturday.
T