Hump day

Hump day is the middle day

Of whatever week you work

For me it is the longest one

Juniors last, are such hard work.

Tired and cranky;

The weekend no where near

Fed up with one another,

Idle annoyance in each other’s ear.

They snipe and snap

And pick and prod

Searching for the bear

Wanting to cause havoc

The weekend is no where near.

Tomorrow they will be angel children

Got them first, just out from bed

The most I’ll have to deal with

A lack of breakfast in some’s head.

And Friday we are so close

The weekend is almost within grasp

No it’s Hump Day that’s the worst

Hump day when I have them last.