False cheer melody
Announces Monday morning,
From soulless cell phone;
Sour, obscene, it seems,
Now our battle lines are drawn
On silly small beer;
Juice-stained kitchen floor,
Pretext of our division:
Wee causus belli;
I will acknowledge
Peace must break, at intervals;
This happens sometimes;
But Monday morning,
Crouching in stupid foxholes
Is dreary and gray;
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