Time, The Comedy In Rhyme Poem by Jeff Rushton

Time, The Comedy In Rhyme



Everyone has their own zone, no one is a standard.
Jet lag begins when you enter another's land.
It is not right to end your travels,
But they are very taxing and quick to ravel.
What time is it? And where will you travel?

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