Seven days
Monday
I worked
Tuesday
I swore
Wednesday
I hoped
Thursday
I wrote
Friday
I prayed
Saturday
I broke
Sunday
I lost
And it will start all over again,
till I change my song.
Sunday, July 18, 2004
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2 Comments:
Perhaps it is time to change the song, now? Yes? No? Maybe?
Preferrably one where at the end of Sunday you end up winning instead of losing? :)
Definitely, Shahriman. The thing is that some tunes have a way to glue into your brain, like "It is a Small World". Have you heard that? Ick. Now that I thought about that, it will take hours of Rolling Stones clear that away.
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