Monday Thru Sunday Poem by michael Smajda

Monday Thru Sunday



Oh, Monday thru Sunday,
We work, eat and sleep,
Do laundry, lawn mowing,
Snow blowing when snow's deep,
Kid car-pooling to schooling,
What e'er else to be done.
Comes Monday thru Sunday,
Oh, we do it, again, son!

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