Trying to convince me that it is my friend.
But I must say this, that after Sunday,
I should be entitled to a St. Monday.
Why do people try to get done
Anything this day other than fun?
Everybody's tired, so don't pretend
That a two days makes for an adequate weekend.
It's not just a return to the rigmarole,
Nor the feeling that we're prisoners stuck on pa(y)role(/l).
It's just the same the things we miss
When we go to work, leaving home with a kiss.
I am certain fewer would be annoyed
If they found they could last as self-employed,
And never have to leave their homes
Or be forced to toil alone.
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