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October 1, 2016
Oh weekdays
when I have to face
groundhog day –
that same rat-race.
Oh weekends
when I become a chauffeur,
ferrying son
and impatient daughter.
Oh weekdays
when dear Monday arrives,
and I find stimulation
on which the brain survives.
Oh weekends
when I become handyman,
fixing plumbing jobs
the best way I can.
Oh weekdays
when I return to my chair,
sifting through emails
which become a blur.
Oh weekends
when I yearn to relax
and put my feet up
and play my sax!
Oh weekdays
when chaos starts up
The new MD decides
this old dog, swapped for a pup!
Oh weekends
now I need the family most,
they’re out doing ‘their thing’ –
no sign of Sunday Roast!
Oh weekdays
that were once salvation,
now an unsure future
heading for starvation.
Oh weekends, weekends
now I’ve faced the facts;
and on weekdays too
I’m belting out that sax.
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