Sunday walk the dog,
Catching the eye of all that is talent.
Monday student night,
Looking for fresh meat.
Tuesday cottage reading,
Wednesday day of rest
Thursday the weekend begins
Friday wake up to last night shag,
Hit the clubs for more of the same.
Saturday still trying to get rid of Thursday night shag,
Possibly joined by Friday night pull.
Saturday to hit the clubs for more torture,
Torture on the pocket torture on the heart,
Walking home a with a threesome intact,
Only to wake up Sunday, wondering why?

Joseph Tanner

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