Because it’s Friday…
I’m going to write one of those poems where the first letter of each line spells something.
Finally the end of the week has arrived.
Rejoice all ye who work M-F, 8-5.
I didn’t plan on that rhyming; just happened by accident.
Dang!
Admittedly, the weekend will be more busy than relaxing.
Yet I plan to eat sushi tonight. Woot.
