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Daylight Savings Time

Daylight savings time was for farmers
But its demise is now on the brink
Whether to keep it or let it go
I wonder what Big Ben workers think?

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Michelle Faulkner

November 6, 2019 at 5:26 PM

I'm not sure why we still have it - even farmers use watches now!

Pat Adams

November 7, 2019 at 7:20 AM

It's suppose to let it be light longer but after it was enforced it was darker earlier than it's ever been, here anyway!.............80)

Lindsay Laurie

November 3, 2019 at 5:57 PM

Farmers hate daylight savings here PAT … the cows are confused; curtains fade quicker; some states have it - some don't, but the city folk love it. As far as Big Ben goes, wouldn't it like its hands being fondled - thanks PAT - Lindsay

Pat Adams

November 4, 2019 at 7:29 AM

Yeah well, I'm not sure it'll be around much longer but who knows?....Thanks for commenting Lindsay. Have a good one!.......pat