The sound it stings
It is no fun
I lie here stunned
I do not even see the sun
I amble slow
I will not go
I've gone to work two days you know
I can not go
I will not go
I see the faintest trace of snow
I must not go
I shall not go
my vacation pool is far too low
I sniffle once and then again
Is this a cold that's setting in?
A flu, a cough, a scratchy throat?
Can I request a doctor's note?
A horrible fever or just rotten ague?
My sick days remaining are now only two!
I have the worst case of Wednesday morning blues.
I dump my work clothes on the floor
I jump in the shower, my knee is sore
Cold water blasts through the shower head
I try to duck but drop the soap instead
I stand there looking at the drain
Oh Wednesday why are you such a pain?
I head to the kitchen and look for some lunch
I find stale tuna and mystery punch
I check the freezer for some frozen treat
All I have left is some mystery meat
I grab my lunch sack and head for the door
My dogs cry and whine and implore
Do not leave us, stay home instead
Stay home and cuddle, warm in the bed
Resigned I head out and get into the car
Would it matter if I were late just an hour?
I could go in for half of the day
Heading home at noon would be okay
From the drive I slowly pull away
I'll go to work, but I will not stay
I pull up to the office and begin to stare
This is not cool, this is not fair
The camel, the dolphin and even the fish
They go where they want, they do what they wish
They do not have a weekday plan
No meetings at lunch time, no stuff hits the fan
Mondays are bad, but Wednesdays are worse
I feel like I have just seen a hearse
I feel like I have suffered a curse
Wednesday is a pimple that just will not burst
I'll be happy when it is Friday again
Or better yet Saturday my best of best friends
But today is the day that I would not choose
For I have a cases of the Wednesday melancholy blues.