Everything's seems to be going
From very bad to much much worse
If I didn't know any better
I'd swear I was bloody cursed
On Monday I stepped in dog shit
And walked it through the house
On Tuesday I had to answer the door
In the morning whilst slightly aroused
On Wednesday I lost my wallet
Somewhere in the street
On Thursday I saw my ex
And she was as happy as can be
On Friday I stayed in bed all day
Wallowing in self pity
At least "nothing could go wrong" there
But god it seems is Witty
You see Friday was the day he chose
To bless me with a nasty bug
It lasted through the whole weekend
With no one for me to hug
But tomorrow we are back to Monday
A brand new week will start
And I can feel its gonna be a good one
As this past week shall soon depart
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