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Driving down the street as Monday dawned Behind a truck designed to enjoy life I squinted as the world before me yawned And winter kinged me where I felt I'd pawned My hope of springtime with the queen my wife Driving down the street as Monday dawned And Tuesday became Friday getting conned By Wednesday brandishing a sharpened knife I squinted at as Thursday before me yawned And Sunday held onto Saturday like a blonde Ex-girlfriend who'd caused some mental strife Driving down the street as Monday dawned Upon my mind as on a frozen pond Where I saw fish alive and swimming rife That squinted as the world before them yawned And me above them with my magic wand, Not sitting in my car without belief, Not driving down the street as Monday dawned, Not squinting as the world before me yawned.
Great imagery!
You’ve written a song. 🎶