The Monday Song

There is absolutely nothing I can do to make Mondays bearable for my kids, except advance this thought: if you don’t have it, then how are you going to get through it?

Monday, it is not a fun day,
Wish it were a done day,
Hoo hoo hoo.

My head is so low I feel my toes on my chin,
I got no strength to start, and no will to begin,
All the weekend fun is dripping into my shoes,
Nothing left in my body but the Monday blues.

Monday, it is not a fun day,
Wish it were a done day,
Hoo hoo hoo.

Then my father tells me this with a tea-flavored kiss:
If it weren’t for a Monday, we would know no bliss,
You have to crawl before you walk before you skip and hop;
You have to climb up the mountain to reach the top;

Monday, it is not a fun day,
Wish it were a done day,
Hoo hoo hoo.