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March 9th 2014

Soon time's change will be calling, Its spring forward then fall back. Shades of night are slowly falling, Makes my head go clickty clack. We work and save until we retire, Thinking we'll enjoy a life of ease. Only to find we're about to expire, And Daylight Saving Time's a tease. None of this seems to make sense, I've never seen this time we save. At least so far I'm not past tense, Its sunup till set, until the grave.

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Date: 3/6/2014 4:34:00 PM
great poem, best wishes Alex
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Date: 3/6/2014 4:19:00 PM
very clever and entertaining! i enjoyed...
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Date: 3/6/2014 3:43:00 PM
If you have ever studied calculus in school, then you would know what a "jump discontinuity" is. Daylight savings time provides a great example. You have a good poem here.
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Date: 3/6/2014 2:23:00 PM
That is why it's important to make hay while the sun shines. Wittily expressed thoughts. At least we know where we stand with time - it never varies! // paul
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Date: 3/6/2014 2:05:00 PM
Amen brother, as someone who never wheres a watch it all seems rather silly to second its 12 the next its 1, now that makes time fly
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