Monday, March 14, 2011

M-O-N – D-A-Y S-U-C-K-S

What’s more dreadier I thee dub,
This day for you and me…..
M-O-N – D-A-Y S-U-C-K-S

Hey there, Hi there, Ho there,
They’re as poopy as can be,
M-O-N – D-A-Y S-U-C-K-S

Monday Sucks
Monday Sucks

Forever let us hold our covers
High! High! High! High!

Come along and sing a song
And join in on the plea
M-O-N – D-A-Y S-U-C-K-S

Monday Sucks club,
It’s no fun,
Many more places,
Druther be BE BE BE!

We could do things and
we could go places
All around the world
We’d go marching..

Who’s the leader that did thee dub
Get up go to work for you and me,
M-O-N – D-A-Y S-U-C-K-S

Hey there, Hi there, Ho there,
They’re as poopy as can be,
M-O-N – D-A-Y S-U-C-K-S

Mondays Suck
Mondays Suck

Forever let us hold our covers
High! High! High! High!

Come along and sing a song
And join in on the plea
M-O-N – D-A-Y S-U-C-K-S

Unless of course, you’re homeless.. and the days run together…

Or disabled… and you’d give anything to be able to work….

Or unemployed – the bills keep’a coming, the resumes keep’a going –
with nuttin’ to show…

Discharged, dismissed, fired, pink-slipped, downsized, rightsized, delayered, workforce reduction, workforce optimization, simplification, force shaping, recussion, attrition, mass layoff, under-employed… replaced..

Or, in a nursing home – mind vibrant, body spent…

Come to think of it… I’m lucky. Thanks for giving me another week – another day,
another commute. I’m lucky to have Mondays. I will never take them for granted or bemoan them again. M-O-N-D-A-Y’S ROCK… M-O-N-D-A-Y’S ROCK.. Love, Victurd.

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