Кэролин Уэллс (Carolyn Wells)

A Penitential Week

The week had gloomily begun  
For Willie Weeks, a poor man's  
                   SUN.  
 
He was beset with bill and dun,  
And he had very little          
                   MON.  
 
"This cash," said he, "won't pay my dues,  
I've nothing here but ones and  
                   TUES."  
 
A bright thought struck him, and he said:    
"The rich Miss Goldrocks I will  
                   WED."  
 
But when he paid his court to her,  
She lisped, but firmly said: "No,  
                   THUR."    
 
"Alas," said he, "then I must die!  
Although hereafter I may  
                   FRI."  
 
They found his gloves, and coat, and hat;  
The Coroner upon them    
                   SAT.

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