Can I wash anything
Dry anything
Deep fat fry anything
One says ‘no’, another says ‘not’
The last one says
‘I don’t need a jot’
Monday morning
Sun just dawning
Mouth starts yawning
Hears first shout
Where’s my sports stuff?
It’s covered in mud love!
You said last night that you didn’t need ‘owt
Tuesday hits
‘I need swimming kit!’
“Well have you even looked for it?!”
I’ve looked for a while
But I’m sorting my file.
It’s likely on your bedroom floor in that pile!”
Wednesday’s rest
Gets pierced by stress
‘I’m trying to revise for a Geography test!’
“Well you knew the date,
Shouldn’t leave it late
You’ll miss it anyway at this rate!”
Thursdays punch
Is only a hunch
That my daughters got her dream date for lunch
Make up panic
Daughters manic
Boiling over like something volcanic
Friday lands
It’s like battle of the bands
‘Where are my gloves to warm up my hands?!’
“I’ve got a trip
Did you sign my slip?
– I can’t go without fifty quid!’
Saturday, phew
Without further ado
Wishful thoughts of time off in lieu
‘I’ve got a shift
Can you give me a lift?
And I need new trousers, these don’t fit!’
This is me on a Sunday tea
Do what you want but it’s wine for me!
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