Daylight Saving Time – A Bad Poem

The only good thing about daylight saving time, as I figure it, is this:
at 6:18 am, on Saturday, March 21, 2009,
it is still dark enough outside for me to believe that sleep will return
before the sun rises and its insistent rays prod me to give up my hope
for just a few more minutes of rest.
I am not ready to face the day and its demands,
and so, for once, I am happy with this man-made abomination.

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