Some Mondays

If rising action’s what you seek,
Some Mondays make a merry week
Much merrier by virtue of
The Monday they must rise above.

If racing’s more your metaphor,
Embrace slow pace. That’s what it’s for!
It’s easier to cruise at first
Then catch the rabbit with a burst.

The point is, if you start on top,
Who’s up? The list is: You. Full stop.
No matter what you try from here
Your week will not improve. That’s clear.

Some Mondays measure time in pain.
Some Mondays make you wish for rain.
Some Mondays suck like rancid dressing.
Great! Come Thursday, that’s a blessing.

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About Michael

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