I never could get the hang of Thursday poems

Douglas wrote it for Arthur to say,

that he couldn’t get the hang of any Thursday;

and I know what they meant,

and I know what they felt,

that upon a Thursday

all sense does melt,

and things seem all out of kilter –

perhaps the week

should have a Thursday filter.

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