My Week

Monday comes and regretfully so
The week begins with me moving slow
Piano later to fill up my night
On and on I trudge through the Monday plight

Tuesday dawns
In the fall on this night the marching band tramples lawn
Early to practice,late to bed
Gone to sleep with a smile on my face,even with an aching head

Wednesday appears
Hump day is here
Weekend seems so close yet so far
Even on this day I move as if stuck in tar

Thursday arrives
Again from band practice joy I derrive
Even as the nights begin to cool
We enjoy during breaks getting to act like fools

Friday comes
After 2:30 I can become dumb
Weekend glory so close I can taste
Please,oh friday make haste

Saturday is here hooray
Finally my lazy day
Sleep till twelve,up till dawn
Who cares at all how long you yawn

Sunday morn
Another day off yet with slight scorn
For I know that as soon as I hit the hay
Monday will come,that dreaded day