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Oh, Monday

Oh, Monday, you vex me. /

A sour text, you text me. /

You proclaim elation, /

Lying on a bed of consternation. /

You say, Arise! Make the wheels of capitalism spin /

As though my last ounce of weekend indolence a sin. /

Oh, Monday, I wish I could love you, /

Or at least, like a dove, fly above you. /

But the best I can do is grin /

And say, Let the hell begin again. /

Each day will have its number. /

Each day will have its blunder. /

But Monday is the gatekeeper /

Of all that will befall or be reaped here. /

I wish you all pleasant circumstances, /

Moments filled with life’s entrances. /

But remember, Monday is always near, /

Never far and always clear. /

Up ahead is your Twilight Zone, /

Childhood changed and then left alone. /

And all the monsters on Maple Street, /

Need a Monday to make them complete. /

Fear this monster, or if you dare, /

Extend a hard and show some care. /

Maybe Monday is lonely, too, /

And could use a friend just like you.

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