@frequency01
Friday
The week exhales a weary sigh,
As Friday paints the bluer sky.
Coffee cools, the pace slows down,
Workday worries lose their crown.
Soft plans gather, light and sweet,
A promise waiting at your feet—
Rest or laughter, take your pick;
Friday’s magic comes on quick.
If you want it funnier, shorter, longer, or themed, just tell me!
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