What’s not to like about Monday?

Can’t find matching socks
the clock’s ticking too slow
the weekend’s upped and left
where did it go?
I’d like to know.

Let’s give a round of applause
for the chore that’s to come
quite your bellyaching and
put a stop to the whining
the Sun’s out and shining
what’s not to like
about Monday?

I do like those days that are not
Monday’s or Tuesday’s or any days
that don’t begin with the F word.

© 2018, John Smallshaw.