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weekends and health
Don’t you worry if its gone
Another one will soon be born.
You just have to wait 5 days
For next Friday with a daze.
Until then we’ll go to work
Sitting still like butter curd.
Walking zombies to those doors
Taking all that comes from stores.
Wish we could have stayed at home
Like some rich man on his throne.
But if at least we aren’t rich
Our health is not our glitch
Another one will soon be born.
You just have to wait 5 days
For next Friday with a daze.
Until then we’ll go to work
Sitting still like butter curd.
Walking zombies to those doors
Taking all that comes from stores.
Wish we could have stayed at home
Like some rich man on his throne.
But if at least we aren’t rich
Our health is not our glitch
Published 6th Nov 2017
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