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Driving down the street as Monday dawned
Behind a truck designed to enjoy life
I squinted as the world before me yawned
And winter kinged me where I felt I'd pawned
My hope of springtime with the queen my wife
Driving down the street as Monday dawned
And Tuesday became Friday getting conned
By Wednesday brandishing a sharpened knife
I squinted at as Thursday before me yawned
And Sunday held onto Saturday like a blonde
Ex-girlfriend who'd caused some mental strife
Driving down the street as Monday dawned
Upon my mind as on a frozen pond
Where I saw fish alive and swimming rife
That squinted as the world before them yawned
And me above them with my magic wand,
Not sitting in my car without belief,
Not driving down the street as Monday dawned,
Not squinting as the world before me yawned.
