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             SATURDAY NIGHT

            It's the night of Saturday.

   I hate this day.  It always, always, goes the same way.

    Home, tv, see, games insane, book look

         There must be a better way.

         I wish I had a girlfriend.  

   It seems like this night will never, never, end.

        Every night in bed, all these thoughts in my head.

    I wish this rain would end.  I wish this pain would end.

    I'm going insane.

       Freight train in my bed.

         I really have a fright.  No, it's not a delight.  

       I'm all alone.  I have noone to call on the phone.  It's not fun.

       What am I going to do?  I'm so blue.