Worlds apart from the weekend 

Monday comes. 

Teachers and students are tired. 

Maths is boring 

Another day passes 

Once again the weekend seems distant. 

The routine is back, slowly 

English is tiresome 

and now you are halfway through the week. 

Praying for 

The not–so–near Saturday to arrive. 

Science is lame. 

Thursday has arrived 

ah, pre Friday 

Everyone is excited, awaiting 

Maths wasn’t so boring 

Friday comes, savior of the 

Innocent, weak and hunted 

and now a glimmer appears in the eyes 

Of every child. 

Today was fun 

but then, quick as a flash 

Worlds apart from the weekend 

Monday comes.