Now It’s Sunday
Sunday, Sunday.
Yes, it’s Sunday.
Can’t miss that day.
‘Cause when it’s Sunday, it’s Sunday.
Time for a sundae.
On a Sunday.
Could have one on any other day.
But only on Sunday does a sundae make for a bright sundae Sunday day.
Oh, how if it were Monday, it would no longer be Sunday.
And that’s okay.
Until then, it’s only Sunday. Lonely Sunday. You wouldn’t want it any other way.
Sunday, Sunday.
Was it all you hoped it would be?



I was hoping for more, but then again, a nap lowers what you can really get out of a day. Sundae ??? OHH sure! I like an extra marrah-skeena cherrie
Sundays are my FAVORITE day!
I seem to have lost my commenting leeds … since Sundae