5 past 13

It was five past 13 For the second time since Tuesday And it happened on the 32nd of the month. The new calendar seemed crazy To both the hard working and the lazy In fact the only lady who didn't panic was a monk. After thirteen weeks of rain The Pope declaired a change When he received no explanation from above. He blamed a list of earthly pleasures, For the need to take such measures To safeguard his holy treasures from a flood. It's really hard to wake at dawn When your leader's been reborn And at 13 o'clock he holds his midnight hum. But many of the women Had sneaked off to go learn swimming, Being practical they foresaw what must be done. On CNN professor Spoon Called the whole thing a typhoon But the pre-school kids knew that he was mistaken. When the wise men reached for coats It was the people, who boarded boats And every seat on the Arktanic was soon taken. For the sake of all mankind who had left those who reigned behind Maybe in theory a 13 months year could be fine. But in practice one must wait for the yearly miracle come late That each year fills all our skies with dry sunshine

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