Tuesday, Tuesday you make me smile,
You have always been yellow and bright.
Your “ta ta” into “ooze” gives giggles.
I never thought of your color before,
but I remember I like you.
You sound like two I never realized that before.
How grand a day!
If we start with Monday,
you are the second day.
But if we start with Sunday,
you are the third day,
which can hold great significance,
so either way you are still swell.
You seem kind of sweet,
and remind me of 12,
who I find light and lively.
I separate the 10 and 2,
both of their yellows mixed,
are quite marvelous.
See Tuesday what you do?
You make me think of colors,
numbers and beam through my face.
Plus you have 7 letters in you,
a number that is so Divine.
You are fun to look at,
I like your dance,
I get excited when you are all capitals.
I see you smiling at me,
yellow streams and tracers,
gleaming in a golden fold.
How delightful your whimsical dance.
Swing and sway, marvelous you.
Fancy, chortles we make on your day.