Blue Mondays - Poem by David Harris
since my baby went away.
seem to stretch into everyday.
I don’t know why it happened,
or what went wrong.
All I know is that she left me,
and blue Mondays came along.
I woke up feeling fine,
then found that baby of mine,
left on the early train heading east.
That’s when it happened, and the blue Mondays came.
Now all you hear me singing is blue Mondays,
Oh, can that be.
Oh, blue Mondays,
why won’t you let me be.
Blue Mondays, go away and set me free.
(18 June 2007)
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