Dear Diary
I must be brief
My day starts in eleven
A few hours of work and grind
Then it's weekend heaven
Well, Diary
I say heaven
But it's a busy one
Flat-pack building all day long
Before I know it, it will be gone
So Diary
Hope you have fun
And some smiles along the way
See you bright and breezy
On Monday Monday Monday
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