Monday Sonnet

If your headache is bad, It's about to get worser. The fun that you had Is just a precursor... To the fun you won't have Once it's time to clock in. There's no balm and no salve That can quiet the din... That clangs in your head Once the work week's begun. But at least you ain't dead, And the man hasn't won. So shake your fist and stick it to 'em. Mondays, we all have to go through 'em.