Friday Feelings
The 16 hour days are full;
Of judging every gain,
And every misspent penny
It is the darndest pain.'
Our working lives are greased
By debt
That gathers its weight and
to our loss
I hit the bed at ten in the eve;
But by 3am I pitch and I toss'
I awake to another grim grey day
See the struggling masses race
I know its only Wednesday;
But Friday is coming apace.!
And Friday is a spending day
In Britain as in 'elsewhere.'
And that will be OK for 'some'
Who live I am not sure where?
I know I’ll use my shrinking means
The groceries must come'
I think of some; who have taken
A quick Quid loan at apr 1735%..!
Now for only needing £200 they will be; (Finished and done.)
©Joe Maverick 27-2-2018
Copyright © Joe Maverick | Year Posted 2018
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