Monday
Rising on this Monday morning
Making breakfast like Monday wife
Burning eggs in Owens Corning
Starting early my Monday strife
Mirror glance, I have Monday hair
Sunday wet-head is Monday death
Feeling like I have Monday care
Emitting stench, my Monday breath
Gulping down strong hot Monday joe
Steaming coffee burns Monday face
Fairest of face has Monday woe
Tuesday’s child has had Monday grace
Dealing with grumpy Monday drive
Traffic moves a crawl, Monday speed
Lucky to be Monday alive?
Spatting cuss words, my Monday creed
Greeting my lazy Monday boss
Bitters my Monday rank and file
Losing the first Monday coin toss
Plastered an ugly Monday smile
Boss-man questions Monday alarm
Realize my fond Monday mistake
Drinking weekend did Monday harm
It’s Sunday and I am awake!
Never will I indulge in gin
Thinking that it’s Monday again!
Written 8/4/18
Contest: Mondays Poetry Contest
Hosted by: Tania Kitchin
Copyright © Rhoda Tripp | Year Posted 2018
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