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short week

That’s what I call a working week
Just 4 days to fell the meek,
Longer weekends happy days
While at the sun we turn our gaze,
Though I miss writing you rhymes
You can’t deny this best of times,
Stay late in bed relax a bit
And from free time get benefit,
The only reason to go to work
With my toes still tight and curled,
Is to put my muse on test
By Writing you beautiful text.
Written by joeborg
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