I am Tuesday. I am. My name is Tuesday of course..... But I am also
the human embodiment of Tuesday. Did you know that? No. You
wouldn't would you. Because your you. And because I am Tuesday.....
Unremarkable.... Unexciting...... Not memorable..... Funny thing
is..... That I've never had to been any better. I mean....
Wednesday is the over-the-hump day. Visually he's round and jolly
and brings to mind...??? A camel of sorts. Ha. That was a joke.
Sorry. Tuesday humour. And thursday is pay day. she's rich. And....
Rich, I guess???? You cant see her through the piles of money/
Friday is exciting and the life of the party. He's handsome and
charming. I dont like him. saturday is the day-after. He's allways
wandering around aimlessly. Half dressed. Hung over. Regretting
what he didn't do last night. He saiz he hates it. Being Saturday.
BUt when I asked... He said he wouldn't trade with me. At least
HE"S something. Sunday is a day of worship. She's saintly and
devout. She said she would trade.... But the look in her eyes....
Told me what she didn't want to say. And monday..... Oh how I feel
about MONDAY. Monday is bright Hyper And he sings I wish I could
sing He's off the walls Every one knows monday Every one feels
SOMETHING about monday No one feels for me. And here I am. NO one.
Plain Old Boring Tuesday I've never had to be better or worse. I've
never been given a title. Or a song. Or any thing. I'm not asking
for much. Just tell me..... How do you feel about me????? ....Yours
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