We Love Wednesday A Lot

Rising on a wednesday calls for joy,
When birds chirp so melidiously,
Of a voice I think none can tell,
Singing sweetly than a harp.

Wednesday is really glorious,
As we sing and merrily play,
Round about the field in school,
So happy with great joy.

Wednesday comes with a blissful torment,
Of injury from rough play,
When our ankle crack in happiness,
Or are kneels are peeled in joy.

Wednesday is exceedingly blissful,
As our wounds are cured by play.