My dear monday,
I start fearing you from sunday.
You ruin everything from weekends to holiday-ends.
Dear monday, I am scared of you.
You are relentless, you never give-up, your are like clockwork.
If we knew each-other better, we might have been friends.
My life seems to begin and end with you.
My friend friday helps me cope, makes me forget about you. But you have come in between my friend sunday and me! Your relentlessness has ruined our relationship
Dear monday, I am scared of you.
My friend thursday and I are not on as good terms, as friday and me, but we hit it off. I almost forget you!
I meet my friend wednesday half-way, each week. We are both survivors, both bitten by you.
Tuesday is more a friend of yours then mine, she is closer to you then me. but still I am glad to meet her, more than you!
Dear monday, I am scared of you.
One day monday, when the world will be in the right, Sunday and me will be back again, thursday and me will be close again and you and me will be no more again.
But till then my worthy adversary, the force is strong with you, we remain enemies till retirement.
Till then my foe, we will fence, till then my grouse we will bend, till the world is in the right again.
Till then, dear monday, I remain scared of you.
I start fearing you from sunday.
You ruin everything from weekends to holiday-ends.
Dear monday, I am scared of you.
You are relentless, you never give-up, your are like clockwork.
If we knew each-other better, we might have been friends.
My life seems to begin and end with you.
My friend friday helps me cope, makes me forget about you. But you have come in between my friend sunday and me! Your relentlessness has ruined our relationship
Dear monday, I am scared of you.
My friend thursday and I are not on as good terms, as friday and me, but we hit it off. I almost forget you!
I meet my friend wednesday half-way, each week. We are both survivors, both bitten by you.
Tuesday is more a friend of yours then mine, she is closer to you then me. but still I am glad to meet her, more than you!
Dear monday, I am scared of you.
One day monday, when the world will be in the right, Sunday and me will be back again, thursday and me will be close again and you and me will be no more again.
But till then my worthy adversary, the force is strong with you, we remain enemies till retirement.
Till then my foe, we will fence, till then my grouse we will bend, till the world is in the right again.
Till then, dear monday, I remain scared of you.
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