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Workweek
Though it’s been a dull, uneventful one,
I’d rather have it over and again
Than through a storm, not knowing if it’s done.
I’m glad it was, let’s do it all again
Monday was dull, as it has always been
Since when have Mondays been the other way?
Maybe when a special day falls therein?
Dawn to dusk, wishing for the end of day
The days between are insignificant;
A...
Friday 13th September 2024 12:33 pm
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