Only Days That End In Y
Like it or not, it comes.
After two great days of rest,
That morning always comes.
It's just a gigantic pest.
It is Monday morning,
And it is the crack of dawn.
That darned alarm clock's ring!
Wake up, sit up, stretch, and yawn.
"Come on, get up Sunshine!
You do not want to be late.
Don't even start to whine,
Get up! Just cooperate.
Your body moves so slow,
But the time is rushing by.
It's almost time to go,
And yet, in bed you still lie!
Brush your teeth, and get dressed.
Hurry! The sun is on the rise.
Yet, your hair is still messed,
And your shoes aren't the same size!"
Mondays are tough mornings,
And other days are too.
They're hard on teenage beings,
And most everyone else too.
What if we had Mondays off?
Would then Tuesdays be as bad?
Then should we have Tuesdays off?
But then Wednesdays would be bad!
Is there no solution?
What are we going to do?
This really can't go on!
There is something we can do!
Everyday that ends in Y,
Could be a day of rest.
We'd be lazy 'til we die.
Now, wouldn't that be the best?