It’s the end of the act,
Shut out work for the day
Getting home, right on track,
To watch soaps and make hay.
Tonight might be different
Chalk and cheese as they say
Hit the pub or a bistro,
Turn my time into play.
Playing music and reading
Picking up my guitar
Cringing from inside
As I check out the hour.
Tomorrow is Friday
Or T. G. I. F.
The weekend is coming
T. G. for a rest.
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