Wednesday

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Without the middle could we be complete?

Your bewitched spelling hints of a hidden treat

A special song like Saturday, yet more discreet

With the most letters you could rule over all the week

You’re not even bossy, instead you’re gracious and stay out of the way

Still you’re always leaning forward, it seems to work for Norway?

Your three syllables we cut short seems we’re in a hurry

To fall into your arms, it’s for tomorrow we worry

All down hill after that, if we can just get over your hump

To the sunny side we’ll race on down your ski jump

To both your weekends, they’ll be on our list,

One still to come we imagine, the last one is fondly missed

Give me a chance again, I promise to love you best

I’ll quit this place, we’ll steal the day and move out west.

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