A Creature Of Regular Habit

It's one o'clock and I'm home again,
not like the full-time employment pain,
however, I'm tired when you're having fun,
but at least what I had to do was done.

Time for our annual holiday - the far east,
not New York but Malaysia for an Asian feast,
I used to go to the south coast for family holiday,
every year with mom and dad, lucky so they say.

We had seven evening meals - one for each day,
no 'main,' just a beginning and an end, hey,
now I'm the same as I always was, not much change,
although 'madame' said: 'The way you do same things is strange.

Repitition we're guilty of, just like a holiday,
but I don't mind cos 'madame' loves me every day.