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Tuesday Girl

Saturday came knockin’
But couldn’t tell her no
I told you she’s one
Of the Devil’s daughters

Hands to yourself
But your mind still lingers
On Saturday’s curves
And yesterday’s nightmares

When Tuesday comes
You barely recognize
Because Saturday’s stench
Still drowns your bleary eyes

Yet Tuesday waits
Proud in her freckled skin
Knowing Saturday is temporary
And Tuesday never forgets

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