Monday, Monday

Monday, Monday, how I hate thee
Let me count the ways:
One for weekends gone and done
And one for weekday haze.
Two for days that went to fast
And three for headache pain,
Four for days until I rest
And five: I struggle to stay sane.
Oh Monday, Monday, how you plague me
With your weary ways.
I want to go back to my Sunday:
Laziest of days.
Caffeine consumption's going up,
My blood pressure is too;
Thank God you come but once a week

I would not survive two.