Is looking at the tired faces of fellow colleagues, who slept all through Sunday,
We share this misery,
And that bond keeps our Monday battery,
Recharged, until a Wednesday,
Then we wait for Friday,
When it's time for a much needed drink,
Glasses are drowned without too much of a wink,
Time for the weekend,
The bliss lasts till the very end,
Of Sunday,
And then it's Monday,
Once again,
Back to the grind, over and over again,
Until the day we die,
Because life is one big sigh.
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