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Dear Miranda,
While writing a 'why I live where I live' letter,
---- 'Cos I love where I live and there's no place that's
better!
I worked out that I'd really be jumping the gun,
The new century starts Year Two Thousand and One!
So,
excuse me, Miranda, I risk being called 'dunce'
But this century won't end in just a few months,
I'm not declaring myself as a fountain of knowledge,
Try Maths. Professors at some nearby college.
( Media networks confess 'Yes,
we know -
But we won't create waves,
we'll 'go with the flow' )
Seems strange when they claim the right to present
Uncensored truth without favour re any event!
Maybe next year when we reach October,
Parties forgotten,
everyone sober,
It will be realized the count was begun
Not with a Zero,
but simply with - - 'One'.
But,
no need to worry, don't tear out your hair
If you got the date wrong,
I'm sure no-one will care,
Just prepare for a dinkum Millennium 'do'
What's better than one party?
Definately two!
Margaret Glendenning
Everton Upper
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