Monday's okay in a mundane kind of way,
it's just a cross we all have to bear,
some bear it gladly,the crazy and sadly I have to say,
that I'm one of them,
one of the
'I just love Monday men' and why 'sadly?' I'm happily madly in love with a Monday,just one way to show my affection for this wonderful creation, Sunday's salvation,perfection in twenty four hours and
in twenty four hours it's gone
I can taste on the tip of my tongue the last of the day,nothing can match its sweet flavour,I savour it well,the rest of the week is just one living hell.
I wait until Sunday,excited that Monday is on the horizon and then I wake from the nightmare,it's Saturday morning the weekend is just opening its big mouth and yawning and Monday is not even a thought.