Monday seems to make one blue,
Never knowing what to do.
Constant groaning, my oh my,
Always with a heavy sigh.
Grumble here and grumble there,
People pulling out their hair.
Time to sit and time to think,
That your attitude does stink.
Why should Monday drag us down,
Take our joy and make us frown?
Make it something worth your while,
Give everyone a smile.
Make Monday and special day,
And have something nice to say.
You are not the only one,
So lend and hand, give some fun.
Give some thought, enjoy the day,
Make it the best, all the way!
© 2019 Steve McLeod.