Mayan Calendar
That calendar – Mayan
Is scary, no liein’
Let’s look at the details a spell
There’s a gator that smilin’
And a dog that’s just stylin’
And a lot of cool pictures as well
When really seen within the light
All the heads are turning right
Except for that cool stylin’ dog
There are circles and spheres
That must represent years
But their meaning’s no clearer than fog
Who really can say
What’s a year – what’s a day
That culture’s been dead for so long
This just might be – good Lord
Their monopoly board
And we modern folks got it all wrong
Well I’m not going to worry
The meaning’s too blurry
I’d take it with a grain of salt
If the world should end
When the Mayan’s say, friend
Then this calendar must be gestalt
Mdailey 1/6/12
Copyright © Mike Dailey | Year Posted 2012
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