Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for its living,
But a child that's born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blythe, and good and gay.
Look, I didn't do it. Five years ago I had no idea I'd be here. Who are you, anyway? Why'd you take me for? I must be dreaming.
I'm telling you I didn't do it. But if I did, it was an accident.
This is my character for the yearing-up-together group.