Poor old Monday
Never had a Funday
Drank his life away every night
His life was one bad fright

Poor old Monday
Wore out after Sunday
Being freaky was his life
Another fork without a knife

Poor old Monday
Had another Noneday
Stopped upon his lifetime rung
When heard his own song sung

Poor old Monday
Finally had a Doneday
Whisky was his Doomsday
Finally had a Goneday.

1977
(about a friend who drank himself to death)