Monday

Monday swam in like a mermaid

Brewing cirrus plumes in sky's distillery

For which to adorn her fair millinery

Of gold straw sunshine braid

Running the typical tropical gamut in winding miles

From grinning halves of coconuts' amputated smiles

To passion flowers' alien petals

On chain link fences' metal

Here comes Monday

As she sashays on bamboo heels

Wearing coffee fields

And a vanilla flower blouse

In which to house a bird-of-paradise heart

Thus the week of the mermaid starts

In a eucalyptus sea of greenest valley's emerald sheen

And dew to dot the fertile ground

As toucans fly in velvet rounds