There are many things in life that are perfect,
And one such thing I can implicate,
For it is something that falls into a trifect-
A, and something done in triplicate.
Weekends are great, when they happen every week,
And especially when we get time together.
It's such a time like this that I seek
A reason to stay in from the weather.
I've got something to look forward to
When the week starts feeling slow,
'Cause I've got only five days I gotta get through
Until I can be in a place I know.
I've got something to look forward too on Friday,
And it makes my little heart sour
'Cause that's the day that's yours and my day.
And maybe three can be four.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
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