we'll take sour sips from life's lush lips
coffee, tea, or me?

oh, thursday
8.1.09
you are the hill i must overcome to get to friday,
the one where sitting in class is the uphill climb,
the success of reaching the top is the end of my bus ride to his house,
and the long hours of sleep i will surely get
due to finishing all my homework
will be the pursuit of the downhill saunter towards
that heaven named friday.


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