Days of Reckoning

Monday’s are the first day of the week, one special girl I do seek.
 
Tuesday’s being the second day all I find are gay, judge them not, they get enough judgment from the ignorant lot.
 
Wednesday’s was the third no special girl not seen nor heard.
 
Thursday and Friday fourth and fifth, still no girl I’ll keep looking on the sixth.
 
Saturday is here and now, don’t know how to find one no way no how.
 
Sunday the seventh and last, I’m starting to feel like a pariah an unworthy outcast.

That is one week down, all hope is getting weak, am I some sort of freak, internet women trawl and sneak. 
 
Monday again things are still rather bleak but that special girl I seek, starting with the first day of a new week.