My Week After Next

My week after next this is what I will do Watching Glasgow Rangers in their teddy bear blue Whilst into the evening the Soup beckons me For writing I'll do, just wait and you'll read When Monday arrives into the garden I'll go To lay a black membrane to stop those weeds on the grow Whilst stopping for lunch with son number three I'm hoping and wishing he'll make it for me The very next day it's really much of the same I have to lay a shed floor, I hope I'm not doubled in pain As I'm on holiday I can stay up later at night To the Soup I'll comment, because it's only right Wednesday I've reached and it's the back garden to do Many meters to dig for a new lawn to come through I have apples to pick, it's not the best season I've had I blame the recent winter, because so many are bad My weeks in the middle but tomorrow it's work With a little wry smile and a tad of a quirk It's Friday again and another weekend has arrived For I'm crafty again, for another three days I've contrived The very next week I'm on holiday again I can admire my work without suffering more pain For my work on the Soup will command these three days A Brandy I'll have to help me work rest and play