The day,
It commeth,
Like any other,
Knowing not,
The tragedy it bring-eth,
For it sets in the Sunday evening,
Bringing in the blues,
For that its Monday commeth,
Like no other day,
It banishes the weekend,
Like no other day,
It banishes the smile.
You wonder were the fun and frolic went,
To see no one with a smile.
You sit at your desk,
You wonder what to type,
Then you think and say,
Aah the three musketeers,
Joy they bring,
So I type a few words to thee all,
Have a great week ahead!