English poem
Monday
by Ring Lardner
A friend of mine, who reads the Wake (a friend he sure must be) Had me to dine a week ago last Sunday, And after we had dined awhile, the friend inquired of me: “Why is the Wake so very short on Monday?”
I told him, and I’ll tell you, too—’twas thus my boss did speak: “Each week, to rest your brain, we’ll give you one day. We really can’t expect a man to keep a Wake all week, So just send in a verse or two for Monday.”
And, yielding to the boss, which is the proper thing to do, I set aside each Sunday as a fun day. And Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday—all the whole week through— I wonder wotinel to write for Monday.