[you can see how I'm feeling today]
Eff off, Daylight Savings Time,
what is the point of you?
I am no farmer, no baker,
no candle-stick maker.
Who needs to get up at the
ass-crack of dawn?
"Spring ahead," they say.
What a joke. It implies rejuvenation,
replenishment - instead it
provides bone-crushing exhaustion.
You are a jester, Daylight Savings Time
you do not save anything.
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