Oh Friday How I Love Thee
Let Me Count The Ways.
You Are The Entrance To The Weekend.
You Are The Very Definition Of Anticipation.
You Make Each Moment Of The Day Bearable,
You Make It Grand.
Thank You Friday For Always Being There.
In Good and In Bad
With You I Know
The Weekend Lays Just Past The Horizon.
I Shall Celebrate You.
A Little Party Never Hurt Anybody.
Happy Friday Everyone!!!
Beads, Booze, Revelry.
Inhibitions set free, only for one day.
Hurricanes flowing from Pat O’Brien’s
Jazz floats onto the street from Preservation Hall.
Party now, repent later,
No one to judge you.
Bourbon Street is your stage;
Blend into the crowd or
Stand above the rest.
Catch a float or catch the trolley.
Follow your senses, leave your mind behind.
Because tomorrow, tomorrow you must return
to a place of rules, regulations.
Don’t miss the chance to paint your master piece in the vivd colors of
Green, Gold and Purple.