It's Wednesday
and someone sings a song
although it could still be Tuesday
and yours truly might be wrong.

If I can only make it through
to an hour after two,
(which is three but three didn't rhyme)

no plans to celebrate yet
but there are some in the pipeline,
and no,
not the gas one because we all know
that's gone up the Swanee or the Dnieper
whichever is nearer..