Mondays

I wrote this poem because I tend to

dread Mondays.

So like you

To pop up from nowhere

And bring the bad news

So like you

To start the week off

With nothing but blues

So like you

To speed the day by

So it's very soon viewed from behind

And at the end

When it's over

I'll leave you to tend

To the mess that you've made

Cause i'm not your friend