Working Bells

Wakes up to work on a Monday,

Never it struck about plans on Tuesday,

Sequence set was felt like last Wednesday,

Nobody can tell what lies beneath Thursday,

Time flies like a wind on Friday,

Leisure and Sports take over on Saturday,

Cries with each passing minute on Sunday,

Ends with an opening of yawn day.


Written for "Neoterics Raw Talent E - Magazine" @ Facebook

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