Thursday.
Thursday its all go,
no time to chat,
Im sorry its so.
Got to do the sport run you see,
it all kicks off at three.
Baseball football and more,
all have to be there at four.
Then when done pick kids up,
oh what fun.
After working till later on,
when I come home you will be gone.
Thursday is o.k for some,
but if Im honest its not my number one.
Monday is the day for me ,
I think you will agree.
Poached eggs coffee galore,
only a few days till Im knocking on your door.
So its bye for now, till we meet on the net,
then I will make you smile you can bet.
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