I Hate Mondays: a monday poem

Mondays Poem

Oh I hate Mondays
It’s the beginning of the week
I get confused all the time
People call me freak!

I hate Mondays
My suffering starts again
It’s time to work
There’s much to complain!

I’m afraid of Mondays
Worlds may collide
Everything may happen at once
There isn’t any bright side.

If only there was a time machine
I could erase this awful day
But somebody has told me
I would be cursing Tuesday!

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