Oh, Monday what can I say?
Your clouds aren’t very picturesque today.
Your vibe is off, your face isn’t sunny,
at least my eggs are still soft and runny.
Why are you always such a pill,
while all the other days give me such a thrill.
You make me feel down and somewhat dreary,
and even when you’re shinning I still get leery.
So now I’ve got this Mondayish vibe,
and thanks to you I might not survive.
Could you please be better when you come next,
so I don’t have to feel like I’ve been hexed.
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