I feel better than yesterday, it's true
Although still fighting off an infection
I'm determined I shall still continue
Eschewing booze and fags til the weekend
After Sunday's triumph I can't let me down
I did so well, finishing off that beer
But leaving it there, having no more, when
Normally I would, though it is so clear
That that's wrong on a Sunday eve. True we're
Unhappy in the week, tormented, blue
But the happiness is so much more when
Friday finally comes, you've earned good cheer
You've got things done, you've not been a bum, you
Deserve some madness, you've been disciplined
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