Days of the Weak

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I am drifting into Friday

While Wednesday rides my back

As Thursday comforts me

Because Monday always comes too soon

And Saturday’s a real bitch on the weakend

Today Tuesday called

Asking me for forgiveness

For cheating on me by the hour

Robbing me of my minutes

And as the clock swings its hip

I am reminded of Sunday’s joy

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