Sunday Oh Sunday!
Why do you come once in a week and not twice?
When I wake up at twelve and think of doing something
Why do you come once in a week and not twice?
When I wake up at twelve and think of doing something
the day is half gone and the remaining half seems not very exciting.
The only time, Sunday is enjoyed to the fullest
is when the unexpected guest comes home
Some might crib, that the time flew fast and it needs to be extended.
is when the unexpected guest comes home
and delicacies are all ready to be relished.
But however, you spent it,
rollicking or laying on the bed
A SUNDAY IS SPENT LIKE A POTATO ON A COUCH
Still, we eagerly wait for the Sundays to come
its the only day when you feel like being alone.
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