Roll of the Dice
It is the 2012 world scare.
I wonder how they dare,
They look at the Mayan calender of years past,
They say the world may end at last.
Do they not reason
Has it become a thing of this season .
The Mayan's were all killed off,
Is that not reason enough.
For you see the calenders were done in slabs,
Inserted in the form of tabs.
They were done in blocks of time,
If they survived all would be fine.
Then comes along another scare,
Again how do they dare,
Tell me the sun spots will hit the earth .
Please now I am full of mirth.
Roll of the dice, a trillion to one,
Please tell me if I am well done.
I sit and shake my head,
Foolish ideas I am going to bed.
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