KJ Eastwick
Slightly crazy writer and passionate educator for those who struggle
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.
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