Everyday is Sunday in Lockdown

Monday wasn’t awful
Although I was unlawful
I went to see a friend of mine
As it’s been such a long time

Tuesday was draining
The whole day it was raining
I felt no satisfaction
No human interaction

Wednesdays have been worse
This lockdown is a curse
Maybe I could have a drink
But then I’d overthink

Thursday was the first day
That I have felt somewhat okay
I learnt a thing or two
I’ve got some stuff to do!

Fridays are now boring
I’ve spent most of mine snoring
2020 has been and gone
Happy new year, everyone

Saturdays we should all be out
Not sitting in, on the couch
Get upstairs to get your glad rags on
Dance all night under the sun

Sunday feels like Monday
Tuesday and Wednesday
Thursday and Friday
And the week after that

West Midlands based poet!