The Government has decreed
in its inifinite wisdom
that the 24 hour clock
will be wiped out of our system.
Instead, we'll go metric,
ten hours to each day,
and ten for the night time
'It'll be simpler that way! '
We'll keep all the minutes
and seconds as well.
But to keep things exact
we'll stretch them. They'll swell
to fill up the hours
which have grown to be longer.
Even our blood pressure
has changed; it's less stronger.
Ofcourse, it'll cause us
a little bit of bother.
All clocks will be obsolete
so buy new ones. Oh, brother!
Computers will need to be
- err - computed anew,
as will race timers, school days,
and mobile phones, too.
My lunch soft-boiled eggs
will turn out to be hard.
And those Sunday roast potatoes
will come out all charred!
It's time to go,
and get ready for bed
I'll just be a minute
If I can work out in my head
HOW ******* LONG THAT WILL BE! !
Based on your score for this poem, it's looks like '10' is catching on.
I would like to make a comment but give me a minnuette cos' your comment was music to my ears, just give me time..... George xxx
Wow! What a fun poem..... it sounds like a great idea! ! (In theory of course!) HG: -) xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice enjoyable read with a lot of humor. Thanks for the laughs. As I grow older I find that I am more controlled by time and not the clock and it does not matter what the clock says. I am retired and it is nice when I can set my own hours except what I can do is limited more by my energy span and there is sometimes too much time to deal with.