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A Quiet Night With The Boys

Weekends weekends everywhere
And quite a lot to drink
The sobriety of weekdays
Is something that i think
Is balanced by those other days
When elephants seem pink
Monday was a sober day
And Tuesday too as well
Wedneday it got really hard
And Thursday felt like hell
Friday started peacefully
But then came Friday night
Which started off a weekend
Of not feeling too bright
Why do we even tolerate
Such obvious abuse
I spent three hours this morning
Just looking for my shoes
I felt quite young and sprightly
Last night at half past one
But come ten o'clock this morning
My head felt like a bomb
Had been let off right inside it
That clamouring of noise
When all it was just going to be
Was a quiet night with the boys.

poem by David Keig
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Lonely Weekends

Well i make it alright
From monday morning 'til the friday night
But oh those lonely weekends
Well since you left me
Honey i've been as lonely as a man can be
But oh those lonely weekends
Well you said you'd be good to me
You said our love would never die
You said you'd be good to me
Whoa but darlin' you wouldn't even try
Well i make it alright
From monday morning 'til the friday night
But oh those lonely weekends
You said you'd be good to me
You said our love would never die
You said you'd be good to me
Whoa but darlin' you wouldn't even try
Well i make it alright
From monday morning 'til the friday night
But oh those lonely weekends
But oh those lonely weekends
I said oh those lonely weekends
I said oh those lonely weekends
I said oh those lonely weekends

song performed by by Tom Petty
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Spending My Time With You

I used to date and never fall in love
Just lookin' for an experience
Spending my time wasting it foolishly
Exploring my possibilities

But then one day I ran into you
You gave me feelings I never knew
I'd like to spend my weekends with you
And weekdays too
Wouldn't that be cool
I think I'm fallin' in love with you

So I'll be spendin' my time with you
There's nothin' I'd rather do
I never had a lover like you
That makes me feel like the way that you do
You said you wanted to be serious
So speak to me cause I'm curious
To know exactly how you feel inside
And feel your sweet body touchin' mine
Cause there's so many things we can do
You give me feelings I never knew
I'd like to spend my weekends with you
And weekdays too
Wouldn't that be cool
I'm fallin'

song performed by by Toni Braxton from Toni Braxton
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Long weeks, short weekends

Monday,
The week is spun
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
And the weekend is born

Saturday, Sunday
Back to square one
Where it all begun

Long weeks, short weekends
With no inclination of fun

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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The weekends are for rest and rejuvenation
Saturdays for my composure and reflection
And Sundays for fellowship and restoration
Mondays, back to the regular grind of work

How I wish I could skip the other three days
Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays readily,
And proceed straight into Friday’s preparation
And into my weekend of rest and rejuvenation

But what if Tuesday, Wednesday or Thursday,
Do hold the keys, and all the clicks that count
That would make my favorite days worthwhile
Would I readily wish or prefer to skip any day?

While I look forward to the weekends for rest
While each day lends itself to me generously
I would welcome it with grateful anticipation
To enjoy each moment as it fades into the past

I will accept each day without discrimination
And work while at work, and rest while at rest
To experience full gamut of labor and leisure
To live each day fully, to redeem it faithfully

poem by Oyekake Satty Joshua
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Butter Up

Butter up,
If you want to keep me weak and numb.
Butter up,
If you want to be my number one.
Butter up,
If you want to have the weekends done,
With nothing but a loving and done with fun.

And when Monday begins,
We'll have those memories...
To keep!

Butter up!
Butter up!
Butter up, butter up, butter up, butter up!
Butter up...
If you want to keep me weak and numb.
Butter up,
If you want to be my number one.
Butter up,
If you want to have the weekends done,
With nothing but a buttering done with fun.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thurday's Child

All of my life I've tried so hard
Doing my best with what I had
Nothing much happened all the same
Something about me stood apart
A whisper of hope that seemed to fail
Maybe I'm born right out of my time
Breaking my life in two
(Throw me tomorrow, oh oh)
Now that I really got a chance
(Throw me tomorrow, oh oh )
Everything's falling into place
(Throw me tomorrow, oh oh)
Seeing my past to let it go
(Throw me tomorrow, oh oh)
Only for you I don't regret
And I was Thursday's child
(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was)
(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was)
Sometimes I cry my heart to sleep
Shuffling days and lonesome nights
Sometimes my courage fell to my feet
Lucky old son is in my sky
Nothing prepared me for your smile
Lighting the darkness of my soul
Innocence in your arms
(Throw me tomorrow, oh oh)
Now that I really got a chance
(Throw me tomorrow, oh oh )
Oh ho, everything's falling into place
(Throw me tomorrow, oh oh)
Seeing my past to let it go
(Throw me tomorrow, oh oh)
Only for you I don't regret
And I was Thursday's child
(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was)
Thursday's child
(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was)
Thursday's child
(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was)
(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was)
(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was)
(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was)

song performed by by David Bowie
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Thursdays Child

All of my life Ive tried so hard
Doing my best with what I had
Nothing much happened all the same
Something about me stood apart
A whisper of hope that seemed to fail
Maybe Im born right out of my time
Breaking my life in two
(throw me tomorrow, oh oh)
Now that I really got a chance
(throw me tomorrow, oh oh )
Everythings falling into place
(throw me tomorrow, oh oh)
Seeing my past to let it go
(throw me tomorrow, oh oh)
Only for you I dont regret
And I was thursdays child
(monday, tuesday, wednesday, born I was)
(monday, tuesday, wednesday, born I was)
Sometimes I cry my heart to sleep
Shuffling days and lonesome nights
Sometimes my courage fell to my feet
Lucky old son is in my sky
Nothing prepared me for your smile
Lighting the darkness of my soul
Innocence in your arms
(throw me tomorrow, oh oh)
Now that I really got a chance
(throw me tomorrow, oh oh )
Oh ho, everythings falling into place
(throw me tomorrow, oh oh)
Seeing my past to let it go
(throw me tomorrow, oh oh)
Only for you I dont regret
And I was thursdays child
(monday, tuesday, wednesday, born I was)
Thursdays child
(monday, tuesday, wednesday, born I was)
Thursdays child
(monday, tuesday, wednesday, born I was)
(monday, tuesday, wednesday, born I was)
(monday, tuesday, wednesday, born I was)
(monday, tuesday, wednesday, born I was)

song performed by by David Bowie
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Mondays

Mondays always seem longer
than any other day.
Time seems to drag its heels
always on a Monday.

A weekends disappears
almost without notice,
but Mondays, oh Mondays
just to seem to drag on and on.

We’d probably say the same
at any day that begins a working week.
However, it is Monday
that always seems so long.

26 April 2010

poem by David Harris
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Seatle Rock

Seatle rock 24 hours a day
With the younge people and the teenagers
In their popular place in seatle
Because the younge and the teenagers love to party all night in their popular Place but they only do it on the weekends but not during the School days
Because they have to get up early during the school days to go to School
And their parents would never allow them to party during school days
Besides they get their freedom on the weekends and they get a little Break From their parents

poem by Aldo Kraas
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Tuesday

Tuesday I'd say could be quite nice
If it weren't in the grip of Monday's paper vice.
You'd think that with all the computers around,
That paperwork would seldom, if ever, be found.
Though things now-a-days are even sloppier
Thanks to that invention, the high speed copier.
Unfortunately, Tuesday appears to be a bad news day.
It's just too close to muddled Monday for a better way.
If it could only be a little bit later on in the week,
That would be closer to the ideal advantage I seek.
But as long as poor Tuesday appears so very early,
I know there's something good I can find in it surely.

poem by Gregory Huyette
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4. Blow me down

The North wind blew on Monday
As the East wind got the flu
The West wind blew on Tuesday
As the South wind never knew

The North East wind had Wednesday
As the South West wasn’t chuffed
The North West blew on Thursday
As the South East hardly puffed

The East and West blew Friday
As the others had a rest
The North and South blew Saturday
As the weekends were the best

The lot of them had Sunday
As the winds turned into storm
The whole of them had Monday off
As the week got back to norm

poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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The thing that stood out above and beyond all the experiences was this relationship with the nine-month-old baby. On weekends, I'd be thinking about going back to set on Monday just to see the baby.

quote by Vin Diesel
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Polar Opposites

Polar opposites dont push away
Its the same on the weekends as the rest of the days
And I know I should go but Ill probably stay
And thats all you can do about some things
Im trying to drink away the part of the day
That I cannot sleep away
Two one eyed dogs, theyre looking at stereos
Hi-fi gods try so hard to make their cars low to the ground
These vibrations oil its teeth
Primer gray is the color when youre done dying
Im trying to drink away the part of the day
That I cannot sleep away

song performed by by Modest Mouse
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Time Drags

There are times when
time likes to drag on by
and other times
when it speed by without notice.
Time often drags
near the weekends
and then at the weekends
they are gone before you know it.
The only logical explanation
is simple indeed.
It drags in anticipation
as we look forward to a little time off.
As soon as we relax
and begin to enjoy ourselves
then time decides to race along
so we have to go back to work again.

23 May 2008

poem by David Harris
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Not For The Season

Springtime comes and the leaves are back on the trees again
Snipers are harder to see my friends
Weeding out the weekends
Summer comes and gravity undoes you
You're happy because of the lovely way the sunshine bends
Hiding from your close friends
Weeding out the weekends
Candy left over from Halloween
A unified theory of everything
Love left over from lovers leaving
Books, they all know they're not worth reading
It's not for the season
When autumn comes you sit in your chair and you stare
At the TV square
Hiding in the deep end
Weeding out the weekends
Winter comes and the days all start late
There's motion on the boughs where the dark shapes prowl
Feeling out the feelings
Feeling out the feeling
Candy left over from Halloween
A unified theory of everything
Love left over from lovers leaving
Books, they all know they're not worth reading
They're not worth reading

song performed by by Wilco
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Rays Dads Cadillac

Rays dads cadillac
Rollin past the rink
Past the record shack
Pink fins in the falling rain
Rollin
To the blue lights past the water mains
Rays dads cadillac
Weekends wed get
Rays dads cadillac
Rock n roll in the dashboard
Romance in the back of
Rays dads cadillac
Rays dad teaches math
Zero
Im a dunce
Im a decimal in his class
Last nights kisses wont erase
Zero
I just cant keep the numbers in their place
Rays dads cadillac
Last night we had
Rays dads cadillac
Rock n roll in the dashboard
Romance in the back of
Rays dads cadillac
When it comes to mathematics
I got static in the attic
No sir, nothins clear!
Ill be blackboard blind on monday
Dreamin of blue runways
On the edge of here
A little atmosphere
Blue lights out on airport road
Motown, in a field in a farmers grove
Big planes comin overhead
Lowdown
You can see the bolts
You can see the tire treads
Rays dads cadillac
Weekends wed get
Rays dads cadillac
Oh, little darlin
Rock n roll in the dashboard
Romance in the back of
Rays dads cadillac
Rays dads cadillac
Rays dads cadillac
Rays dads cadillac

song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Daily Couplets - 0466 - not after Mark Twain Those Annual Bills

Monday Morning, full of dread, we pray
the postman no new bills will bring our way.

Tuesday brings no more, and still we wait
while writing verses making light of weight.

Wednesday wears on, wilts, no more to bloom,
while wor[l]ds spin out till they themselves entomb.

Thursday's thunder mocks the toiling throng,
its joys as passing as its hours are long.

Friday freedom offers those who, tired,
for weekends long when, working week expired,

they taste on Saturday the just reward
of toil and trouble, free from all discord.

Sunday is a pillow-time between
the week to come and that which has just been.

(26 October 1991)

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Drift Away

(rod stewart, steve cropper, 1975/1976)
Never get to bed before sunup,
Alway get caught in the rain;
Sometimes I might get in trouble,
Never was one to complain.
Now gentleman, you must agree
Aint it worth it when youre out on cloud thirty-three
To be stone cold sober again,
Down in the alley again,
Stone cold sober again.
Never found a dime in a gutter,
Always get my best friends drunk.
If the presdent tries to call me,
Say rodney, come on over for lunch;
Id say, gentlemen, exuse me please
But Im busy with my buddies up on cloud thirty-three.
Yeah, stone cold sober again,
Down in the alley again,
Stone cold sober again.
Sunday is a drag, so forget it,
Monday you can make up for that;
Tuesday, take a taste for dinner,
If youre all right spend it in bed.
But on thursday prepare for your weekend
And let friday disappear into saturday mornin
When youre stone cold sober again,
Down in the alley again,
Stone cold sober again.
Stone cold sober again,
Down in the alley again,
Stone cold sober again.
I dont mind stone cold sober again,
Down in the alley again,
Stone cold sober again.

song performed by by Rod Stewart
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My Rhyming Days

Free day Friday,
I like to think of Monday,
While I’m waiting for Sunday,
And swimming on Tuesday,
Drifting on Saturday,
Soon it’s Wednesday,

It’s free day Friday,
Homework Saturday,
Wear my glasses on Sunday,
Take them off on Monday,
Hold someone’s hand on Tuesday,
Do I have to marry someone in Wednesday?
And finally I drink a cup of water on Thursday,
Now I feel like frying things on Friday.

poem by Mmm Davis
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Stone Cold Sober