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Leave Monday Alone #lockdown #sonnet

During this lockdown, when the passing days Are formless blocks of time, a groundhog haze, Is this the point to rehabilitate Monday, and tell Sir Bob to stop the hate? Saturdays have always had an easy ride, Whether you’re bushy-tailed … Continue reading

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