A revision:
SUNDAY
Six days saying Let it be!
Was so hard that it tested
The strength of the Omnipotent,
And so he stopped and rested
When Sunday came. And good for him!
It's nothing I'd begrudge him.
But when the second Monday came,
The angels could not budge him.
"What will you create today?"
They asked. "The Sabbath's ended."
But God declared his day of rest
Forevermore extended.
I guess the rest of us will rest
As long a God does, one day,
But while we're living all we get
Is brief and mortal Sunday.
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