Weekend
Monday to Friday has gone so fast
And the weekend is finally here
It's time to kick off your shoes, sit yourself back
And have a relax with a wine or a beer
You've got so many plans for this happy time
There's no work for the next 2 days
You want to go shopping, tidy up, have a bath, go out clubbing and celebrate in so many ways.
Saturday comes and goes so fast, and in a flash its already Sunday
You plan to find a spot on the sofa and not move all day, just praying that you can stop tomorrow being Monday.
But before you know it, its been and gone and the weekend has just flown by
On Monday morning you feel totally depressed with the Monday blues, feeling like you want to die.
As you sit at your desk, looking at the clock and watching the movement of the small and little hand
You know that there is no need to fear, you have so much to look forward to, as you already have next weekend planned.
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