Spent Sunday wholesomely.
Started by delivering car for servicing,productively.
Went into the pool swimmingly.
Lunched on idly, deliciously.
Caught a nap-briefly though deeply.
Collected clean car- expensively.
Went into the pool again, now lazily.
Ate a huge meal-hungrily.
Now off to bed sleepily.
This poem sounds like all the relatives of Bruce Lee!
Poetry Month Day 3.