Poem

The week is almost over
Want the weekend to come
Flying to Jamaica
Soon I'll be drinking rum.

I'm trying to get my work done
Since I will be away
But It's really hard to focus
I think I hear reggae.

Calendars and deadlines
Many people to reach
Trying to sift through it all
So I can lay on the beach.

Been eating next to nothing
Have to wear a swimsuit
Soon I'll eat jerk chicken
And some tropical fruit.

I want to leave right now
To run far, far away
But soon I'll be landing
In Montego Bay

Guess I'll finish my work
And I'll try not to fret
Just one more question:
Is it Friday yet??!?