Girls Week

MONDAY’S GIRL Monday’s girl Blessed with beauty’s kiss So fair of face Do swains’ heartbeats miss? As suitors court For her hand in wedded bliss TUESDAY’S GIRL Tuesday’s girl Gracefully elegant Slender and lithe In form and movement Struts the catwalk For an outrageous payment WEDNESDAY’S GIRL Wednesday’s girl So full of woe How does fickle love Mistreat you so Sad Wednesday girl Left with red eyes By unfaithful love For whom she cries Oh Wednesday girl Weeping for her lover Don’t waste your tears You will find another THURSDAY’S GIRL Thursday’s girl Ticket in hand Adventurous travel Has been planned For her sojourn To a foreign land FRIDAY’S GIRL Friday’s girl For loving you yearn But you are too giving When will you learn? SATURDAY’S GIRL Saturday’s girl Thinks only of work No time to live No appetite to shirk Work is her life Her own personal heaven Seven days a week Twenty four seven But when she looks back At the end of her days Will she regret? Her workaholic ways SUNDAY’S GIRL Sunday’s girl So sweet and lovely A blithe spirit Light hearted and carefree Sunday’s girl Innocently happy Virtuous and chaste And perfectly pretty