Tempus Fugit Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw

Tempus fugit.

No, it DOESN'T!
Cos tempers FLY.

As a Government directive
That says that
Four hours
Are now approximately FIVE!

This is because
They metricated
Our clocks.

That is TWOC
(Taking without
Owner's consent)
MY time.

OOh, sorry! THEIRS.

I have no time
To stand and stare
Cos I'm seeing
With despair
Our Government,
As I rip out my hair,

Trying to control the thing
THAT WON'T STAY STILL...