I hate Mondays.

I wake up four hours late, only to wait

30 minutes for a bus.

An hour later it was time for lunch

And I do hate to eat on the run

I came here prepared,

with a mission I had to do.

I did one, within ten minutes too.

I ran to the post, and spent a lot of time

waiting in another lousy line.

I came back to school,

knowing what I wanted to do,

but first I had to check my e-mail,

and that would be fine

for I would certainly have more time.

Well, I don't and the day is to end,

and that is about all I have to say my friends.