Fridays are the best days and the worst days. You wait for Friday all week long and daydream about what you'll do on the weekend (or how much you are going to rest...yes!) and as soon as Friday gets here, it's the longest day in the world! What's up with that?! Can't it be 5:00 already? I think I'll write a poem...
Friday, you are here at last!
Thank goodness that the week has past
I'm all burnt out and going crazy
My little brain is going hazy
Rescue me from work, I say!
It's time to rest and eat and play!
Friday, loyal, trusting friend
Won't this hour ever end?
Yours truly,
Stephanie
2 comments:
A masterpiece!
I'd like to add a poem...
Mondays:
phthtpptthhtptth
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