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Tick tock goes the clock Sometimes fast sometimes slow Especially Fridays ergo With great anticipation The game begins When it hits five everyone wins Until then our minds tend to wander In that moment of reckoning The weekend beckoning Of the things to explore When we head out that door Having just finished our last chore Will it be fun to enjoy Or entertainment to employ Either way jumping with joy There’s that sense of freedom Coming to our life Leaving behind work strife A big smile or a grin Coming my way No more din for this day A few beers to quench my thirst Sleeping in is the option first Time with my honey never a curse Leaping children in mine arms The substitute for alarms Bringing their delights and charms Andreas Simic©
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Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 1:50 PM UTC
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Tick tock goes the clock Sometimes fast sometimes slow Especially Fridays ergo With great anticipation The game begins When it hits five everyone wins Until then our minds tend to wander In that moment of reckoning The weekend beckoning Of the things to explore When we head out that door Having just finished our last chore Will it be fun to enjoy Or entertainment to employ Either way jumping with joy There’s that sense of freedom Coming to our life Leaving behind work strife A big smile or a grin Coming my way No more din for this day A few beers to quench my thirst Sleeping in is the option first Time with my honey never a curse Leaping children in mine arms The substitute for alarms Bringing their delights and charms Andreas Simic©
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Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 1:50 PM UTC
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