Wednesday

Wednesday

They say today is Wednesday but how do we really know
Perhaps somebody lost a day some time long ago
Maybe it’s a Thursday or Friday, who’s to say
Before there was a calendar, what did they call each day
And who decided seven days, not six or maybe eight
Would constitute a full week and what was that first date
Maybe once a Roman or it might have been a Greek
Forgot to write the day down and screwed it up one week
So maybe it’s not Wednesday if you go back far enough
And maybe you’re now sorry that I thought of all this stuff
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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June 23, 2019 at 5:26 PM
Not at all sorry, Mike. Enjoyed your musings immensely....Here's the scoop on 'Wednesday,' which we pronounce wrong today... In ancient Israel, marriages were on Wednesday evening. Why? --Because courts convened in every town on Thursdays. So, if the man found his bride to be, ahem, previously sullied, he walked her and his soon-to-be-ex father-in-law right into court, demanding a divorce. And he normally got it. Ha-ha: In those days the proof was in the pudding so to speak...That's the scoop! ~ gw
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