Face it
We’re all lined up
stuck at the gate
alarms go off and
we chase it
Hounds horses
humans
led by with
jockeys horns
lures
We can accept
love hate it
but in the end
we’re all just
retired worn
jaded.
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Another day another dollar, folks. Monday’s come back around the track again but, never fear, I’ve got that little scrap up there and then, of course, a little bit of humor always stuck down here. Hope you enjoyed it and, if you’re looking for something to help you ease off the reigns, be sure to check out my old Monday poems and pintrest board via the links below.
As always: here’s to hoping your day flies right on by and that you’ve got something cold and on the rocks waiting for you when you get home tonight.
Make Monday A Little Easier – Procrastitorian Pintrest Board
Monday Mullings – Procrastitorian’s Previous Poems & Odes to Monday Disdain
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