March 12th, 2008
Oh Daylight Savings Time, you are not my friend
You maketh me wake when the stars still shine
To rise like a monster from that bed of mine
With grainy eyes and frizzy hair,
I greet the “morning” like a growling bear
An antiquated custom lived past its use
Why, oh why would they extend the time longer
When most of us can’t handle the abuse
Of the early hours before the sun
I’d rather stay under the covers snoozing
Than adjust twice a year to a tradition that’s confusing.
Oh, Daylight Savings Time
Let me sleep so I can shine
*bows and rubs grainy eyes*
You rock. I love this. Daylight Savings Time sucks. It is a stupidhead. Probably invented by a man.
by Erin the Innocent March 12th, 2008 at 9:13 pm*curtsey*
by beth March 12th, 2008 at 9:41 pmGlad you enjoyed my poem. I really, really hate daylight savings time. Blech.