Oh the beautiful somber mondayz..
Straightens the dull ravishing mundanez..
Coming back again & again..
The weeks that ends with its blues..
Partly penetrated by its whorly hues..
Resting the rested bones..
Blotting life on rocks and stones..
Oh did I miss something
Who Cares its gonna start again... and again...
Dinosaurs and the gravity problem...
7 years ago
1 comment:
you actually look forward to mondays?Well , it's the opposite 4 me , but i like your little poem
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