Plagiarisms Of The Sunlight Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Plagiarisms of the sunlight happen every day,
As we get up and go
To our classrooms just to look at the
Girls who tell us about the weather—
When, outside, it is the
Real men who get to enjoy that,
And the bums underneath the overpass,
Licking the foam off beers
And staring at the tortoises that bask with
Them,
While we stand and yawn to the pledge of
Allegiance
And the songs canter like the sun around the
Earth.