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I sit here in a grumpy mood
As if the next day is to be doomed;
You probably guessed it right
Yes, I am talking about the horrendous Sunday night…!
Flashes of the past two days swim through my eyes
They were days of fun, frolic and high-fives;
The revelry started all by the Friday night
And end the Sunday evening with a fright…!
Is there something called a holiday hangover
If so, I get it every weekend over and over;
Haven’t yet found any ‘lemonade’ to help me calm down
As I stare at Monday with a nasty frown…!
I see the clock tick away time
As each moment brings be closer to facing morning blues and rhymes;
This Sunday night wears me down
Pushing me to the brink of yet another mini-nervous breakdown…!
The next morning looks to me so bleak
As I almost drag myself into yet another week;
Yeah, it’s time for those five days to pour the suffering
Fighting my way out of the never ending problems, politics and troublings…!
Savoring every moment of this Sunday evening
Every passing minute so fiercely I cling;
I see yet another weekend coming to an end
And my mind starts pining hopes on the upcoming weekend…!