Sunday Blues

Need a lie in,

Can’t open my eyes,

Lazy days,

But it’s no surprise.

After working all week,

Just need to relax,

So today is the day,

And those are the facts.

Roast potatoes, Yorkshire and peas,

Are the figments of my dreams,

A gentle fire to keep me warm,

Cups of tea and custard creams.

Sunday morning comes and goes,

Scarves and gloves accessorise clothes.

Monday morning looms with fear,

Wonderful Sunday – stay right here!

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