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Oh help help people /readers, what shall we call this thing?

Mondy ooh, was full of gruel,
and Tuesday we did vote it.
Wednesday's babe was not a fool,
but Thursday's baby smote it.

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"this little poem was used to teach children the days of the week and to make them aware of which day they were born. I would love to see contributions based on each day centered around this poem. If nothing else you might rediscover the actual forgotten day of the week that you were born. The original goes as follows;
Mondays child is fair of face,
Tuesdays child is full of grace,
Wednesdays child is full of woe,
Thursdays child has far to go,
Fridays child is loving and giving,
Saturdays child works hard for his living,
And the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.

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  • pania gold member
    March 10

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    How can they think of putting a seventeen year old genius in jail? For shame, administration!

    I think you must be a Thursday child. Or born at midnight between Thursday and Friday.

    Back to the original question, why not call it Original Sin?

  • Star of Atlantis
    February 6
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    i am happy to announce i am a fridays child... how interesting.... any way as to a title to the poem i would sugest the darker side of weekly children... just a thought... but why ask me i am not the expert... i like the twitsts and turns of your poems as always that must be y you are on my faves list good wright as usual thank you for sharing

  • malmadre gold member
    February 6

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    these few lines just give me enough reason to come after you where you live...ha! You wont hear me knock and I will let you know what I find...well I am back and found some treasures, you are as versatile as a black cup of coffee to which you can add a spoonful of this and a little of that and have all the flavors that you are. I even found some very poetic authors notes at your place!