Starting to get ready for round flamin' three,
the first thing is to sleep which is no mean feat
the second is to hear the alarm clock ring,
and then
it's seconds away and into the fray
which for argument's sake we'll call
Wednesday.

if only there was a spell to cast Wednesday
down into hell,
well, maybe not hell,
but far enough away so that it wouldn't come back
in a Month of Sundays.