Best Drudgery Poems

Drudgery


Monday I’m groggy
Want to stay in my bed

Tuesday’s a bit better 
But wish I were dead

Wednesday is hump day
I don’t care one single bit

Thursday’s pre-Friday 
And I’m ready to quit

Friday drags on
I need a few beers

Saturday’s cheerful
No need to shed tears

Sunday’s much needed 
Off early to bed 

‘Twas a long week
There’s another ahead...


~J.D. Cromwell...

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A little too much of my time I must say
Is taken up with the druge of the day
The cleaning, the cookin, the beating the mat
All of the ironing and washing the cat
How boring, how tedious, when will it end
I try to sit down but get up again
Oh when, oh when will this drudgery end?
Oh there's...

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I have lived on the side for so long
A life full of drudgery and misery
A victim of unfortunate birth  
To a lowly stock of humanity 
And to that soulless contraption of a fatherland 
Destined to scrape along 
On my daily shamed trajectory 
Of the wretched of the earth
Living a good life has always been...

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Bumbled bumble    bumble bee
   flew from    bloom to bloom,
   busy-busy-a-buzzing-buzzy-busy
Heard by flowers 
from here to there, a-mumbling to himself...
saying… no-not-right, no-not-this-one, no-no-not-good.

Until    finally    touching down 
on daisy's yellow landing pad
   for the gathering
of his day  ...

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One of them
I managed to avoid this existence
For quite some time
I alleviated freedom from the
Comeuppance no one cared to explain
I placed my soul into the
Bosom of filth and grind
All for the fulfillment of
Those who care not
All for the preservation of
All that cannot
Yet this rote-flavored chivalry
Confounds all light that
Dares to pierce the shaven meadow
Blankets warm from...

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Have you ever come to the end of the day,
and can run the clock back play by play,
and can add it up that supposedly 
it was the day it was suppose to be,
but somehow it seems that no time has gone
like a broken record playing on and on,
and you think back through all the things...

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