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Mondays make me sick
I’d give cold-shoulder treatment
If he were a friend!
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Woken up by the shrill alarm
Still snoozy I choke it with my lazy arm
Pulling the blanket to make me warm
Cursing Monday that disturbs my calm
But I cannot just wish it away
When it holds the world in its sway
I try getting up keeping laziness at bay
Accidentally tripping a stool that blocks my way
The day starts on a note so moody
I have no mind to go to work and get busy
I wish to rest and relax in my bed so cozy
Unmindful of files in office that leave me snoozy
How I wish the week had no Monday
Keeping the lazy me happy and gay
Foolishly forgetting its successor Tuesday
Would give me the blues of erstwhile Monday
I know my day of deliverance would come
When I am no longer a working mom
And the kids are grown up with strong arms
To keep me happy with life and its charms
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Written for Haiku Heights
Prompt: Cold
Also for One Single Impression
Prompt: Accidental
