Sunday Slump

It’s a sunny Sunday & I am stuck to my bed

Got a nasty cold playing out in my head

A day of leisure beckons & I thank God for that

3 coffees later & I’m still feeling flat.

Had a ‘dinner’ date last night that ended badly

All he wanted was sex, so I escaped gladly

Home to bed, now I’m well rested

Although my energy levels are feeling tested.

Yes, a day of leisure should do the trick

Oh last night’s date, what a prick

Tired of men, they’re all the same

I’m losing at this dating game.