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MONDAY, WHAT A BEAUTIFUL DAY

Poetry By: Mezquiteno
Poetry



A poem I wrote out of my weekend boredom.


Submitted:Apr 3, 2011    Reads: 58    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


Monday, that reched day.

The worst day of the week,

As some would say.

Yet I await your coming,

With you comes a new week,

A new opportunity for loving.


Monday, Oh how I love you.

With you my weekend boredom ends,

Of the people who like you I am one of the few.

You present an opportunity to make amends,

An opportunity to make revenue.


Monday, you cannot come fast enough.

I count the hours between me and you,

Of this bad weekend I have had enough.

I await your coming like a baby awaits his bottle,

I need you like an airplane needs a throttle.





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