Wrong side of the bed
Raining on my parade
A week full of Mondays
Singing the blues
Wrong side of the bed
Too much to do and
Too little time for it
Nothing going right
Wrong side of the bed
The mirror broken
By an ink black cat
Walking under a ladder
Wrong side of the bed
Nothing to do but
Crawl back in
And try again
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(POTD #304, originally written and posted on June 9, 2004)
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