I wasn’t wanting Wednesday
At least this week, this time
If we could skip to Thursday
To me, that would be fine.
If Tuesday was like Egypt
And Thursday, promised land
Wednesday was kind of wilderness
With quagmires of quicksand.
It’s not that I hate Wednesday
Not generally at least
It’s just that this one Wednesday
Could be a kind of beast.
The calendar is steadfast
It won’t give me a break
It looks like this is Wednesday
And I am wide awake.
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