A cubical caviler with a weekend agenda
Wearin the tropical shirt
Friday night crawl tiki bar bender
Brain, it's Monday, return to sender
Back to being a time lender
Plans and schemes in my square little spot
Dreams of escape invade all thought
I should a stayed in that band, oh well
Dreams of wealth and unlimited thrills
I'm payin the price for payin the bills
Spendin my youth to afford to relive it
Bought some vacation clothes
They no longer fit
Times a tickin, is it 5 o'clock yet?
No matter, it's Monday, to far from the gate
Friday always shows up
Sometimes nearly, but sometimes way too late
Crank 1up the dream machine
I'm living for the play it all agains
Down at Ground Hog Beach
Head in a fog, memory loss begins
But the party ends Monday morning
Or maybe I'll just call in
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In Review
Non-FictionWhat is "Life In Review"? Saga, song, sonnet, story, satire, summary, sorry situations, silly sort of stupid stuff, sense and non, poems, prose, anecdotes and dozy doats, and a possible personal blow or two. This book is a collection of writings, op...
