"Every Monday Morning"

Sleepless nights and restless day

Mind in a fog, almost a daze

School has got me in a craze

Homework and test every week

I just want to go home and get some sleep

But every time I lie I hear my alarm bleep

Sometimes, I just want to sit ob the side of the bed and weep


In Math class, I'm always in a slumber

WHO knew math contained more letters than numbers?

Sitting here and waiting because Friday is what I seek , man HOW did I get through the week

Too bad I have to do this EVERY WEEK!?

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