Mr monday

by ogbuagu   Jun 18, 2007


Monday came so fast that i cant come to work
cos i saw Monday come from my office.
Monday was looking dashing on dry cleaned suits and colorful tie
in his eye i saw challenge and tenderness
his walk was brisk and calculating
his aura was intimidating and consoling
but i faced Monday with all i have.
at the end Monday would pass me by
and i guess he would compliment me with a good day
and i know he would remind me of his brother tuesday
that is due to come 2morrow.
days are business men.
we gotta deal with them with all we got.

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  • 17 years ago

    by katy

    Well explained and written u like the flow u have in all of ur poems very good xx