A special day
by cricketjeff on May 23, 2009. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
No girl he met on Monday ever knocked him off his feet
Or took away the wind that filled his sails
No Tuesday girl would cherish him and make his life complete
They always found the devil in details
There was a girl from Wednesday but her mother came between
Her daughter was too good for such as he
And Thursdays were a desert not a prospect to seen
The first half of the week had let him be
When Fridays came he dressed up smart and ventured off to town
Where ten-a-penny girls kept far away
One Saturday he met and loved a beauty, Molly Brown
But everybody knew she’d never stay
But Sundays were quite different, on Sundays life went right
And all the girls he met would seem to smile
On Sundays he was not so plain but Dave the human kite
And men who fly unaided all have style
English