An Ode to Fridays

The week is over

Weekend’s just begun.

Well, sort of, not really,

Not ’till the sun

Descends on the day like raindrops from a spout

And that’s when the rip-roaring mania comes out.

There’s much drinking, no thinking, and chip snacks galore!

‘Til you vomit or piss on the carpeted floor.

Then you realize that you still have to do things tomorrow

and weep with such solemn and pitiful sorrow.

The weekend’s for fun, but there are no two days when

Every single one of your responsibilities end.

So thank God it’s Friday, but with hesitancy,

‘Cause I hate waking Saturdays any time before 3.


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