Minifigure Monday Poetry

Monday Morning
(an original poem by True North Bricks)

The alarm rouses my brain,

Like the sudden horn of a train.

Despite two days restful gain,

I already feel the drain.

Like trudging through heavy rain,

Dragging an old ball and chain,

I am suffering the pain

Of Monday morning again.

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