It’s time again to think about the time,
And how this measure of man can so confound
Us that we wonder wide awake at bedtime,
Ahead or Back? Spring or Fall?’ We’re bound
By anything but the status quo! We pull
And twist and turn as we discern a new
Continuum. Hour gained! (Clock too full?)
So odd the seasons that we wander through!
And don’t forget, it’s also time to climb
That wobbly chair, to dare the Fates and take
A 9-volt for the Sirens ‘delicate’ chime
Of doom. So now I wonder what will make
This verse of Fall a little more than nice?
I know! It needs a little pumpkin spice!