It's lazy dazy, says my ambidextrousTerrier, <br />Jack Russells do behave in wondrous ways. <br />Those Sundays never are the more the merrier, <br />I much prefer my ordinary days. <br /> <br />A Monday is a sign from our God <br />that work is needed just to pay the bills. <br />On Tuesdays we may find it rather odd <br />that all the aches at last have yielded to their pills. <br /> <br />Wow, Wednesday triggers thoughts, just two more days <br />and Thursday is my favourite, I just wait. <br />I really put the effort in, in countless ways <br />to be prepared and also worthy, after eight. <br /> <br />I love those Saturdays as well because they show <br />that time is plenty and the morning is for sleep, <br />but bloody Sundays do remind me that I owe <br />and that I signed for all those promises to keep.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/those-promises-to-keep/
