Touch Me-Monday
NO!
Not now
Damn alarm
Feel like crying
Another Monday
I have to go to work
And still feeling so confused
Look at all those freaking stop lights
Touch me, tell me I am not dreaming
Will one of you damn lights turn green today
It's rush hour? How come we are not moving
Touch me again. With a baseball bat
Take me away from this nightmare
A tropical island please
I’ll touch that alarm clock
With a large hammer
No more Mondays
Feel better?
Feel good?
YES!
Vince Suzadail Jr
For Nette Onclaud's Touch me count -up and down contest
Copyright © Vince Suzadail Jr. | Year Posted 2011
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