7 Daze a Week

AnElephantCant always decide easily
How he should spend each sunny Monday
He thinks that he might
Just go fly a kite
Whenever it is fresh and windy

AnElephant sometimes feels a bit moodsy
When he gets out of bed on a Tuesday
So then he usually
Has a breakfast of muesli
And plays his guitar kinda softly and bluesy

AnElephant gets excited and literary
When he realises it is once again Wednesday
Steinbeck Kafka and Hemingway
Even James Bond by Fleming say
And he builds up to a Dickensian frenzy

AnElephant often struggles on Thursday
For some reason it is often his worst day
The reason is firstly
He is quite dry and dusty
So he mumbles and grumbles and curses

AnElephant gets organised every Friday
Because his cave has got cluttered and untidy
So he grips his broom tightly
And with a stroke that is mighty
Cleans up with his focus undivided

AnElephant gets dressed up on Saturday
And goes out in a vain search for flattery
But like sparks from a battery
Or dogs from a cattery
He always ends up being told to head that-a-way

AnElephant just loves a lazy Sunday
He writes rhymes he hopes may turn out funny
Although it is a lonely rerun day
He has dreams that – perhaps – one day?
Then he tries to decide how he will spend Monday