Poetic Writing
Tuesday, what a day. For thy senses are tingling today - the day after Monday. Boring? Boring. You'd rather be snoring. But brawl not tis the time of school. Oh, tea and crackers, Tuesdays! Maybe having some pals over would light your way, or it will only be a foe to your play. Tuesday, is not my favourite day.
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