On Friday things were looking good,
The weekend loomed ahead.
I did some work and had a drink,
And wasn’t late to bed.
Saturday looked better,
In spite of all the rain.
We went to hear some music,
And bounce on castles yet again.
Then Sunday was a lovely day,
A lunch with some great friends.
Exploring in their garden,
The adventure never ends.
But now it seems it’s Sunday night,
It’s come round just like that.
So can whoever took my weekend,
Please kindly give it back?