Monday, Monday

Fucking Monday, Monday, I cannot stand that day;
It’s the one my dearest loved ones, so sadly passed away!
Just like the famous song says, they were with me early on;
But by those saddest evenings, both of them were gone!
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The first was my loving Father, in the a.m. live and well;
Til his open-heart surgery failed, and Death tolled it’s horrid knell!
The second was my dear Nico, in the morning did we kiss;
By midnight he lay lifeless, forever him I’ll miss!
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Now this one there falls a blizzard, my livelihood at stake;
Possibly making it impossible, for my business trip to take!
This day has ever plagued me, I cringe each Sunday night;
Fearing the woes that it will bring me, the depths of my ponderous plight!
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Oh Monday, Monday
You e’er bring me horrid pain
From the depths of Hell