Strange!

When I was young black was white, weekdays color,
Sunday my favorite day.
Now it’s Friday that I love.

Weekend dreams of mornings-in
with long nights flowing after.

Sunday is a kind of noon,
the doomsday clock starts tolling!
But now it’s Monday.

God how I hate Mondays.
How I’ve always hated Mondays.

Is that really all that strange?
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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Ocala, Florida, 1998; all rights reserved.