bank holiday haiku

Working hungover
Should not be made a habit
On Easter weekends

Terrible headaches
Sweaty, shaking arms and legs
And a gut like slugs

I worked all four days
So my thoughts about Easter?
Thank God it’s over

My dear fiancee
Has a sore, poorly ankle
and a grumpy mood

And as for the house?
We are STILL waiting to hear.
This is like torture….

And this isn’t really haiku but I feel it needs to be said:

Have people really got such shitty lives that the only way they can think of to spend a four-day Bank Holiday weekend is to go shopping???????

RC 9-4-12