Twelve Twelve Twelve – A Poem

By Gloson On December 12, 2012 Tags:

It’s 12/12/12! It’s 12/12/12!
Let’s party and let’s celebrate!
I’m gonna dance ’round like an elf,
eat all the food that’s on my plate.

Today is just a normal day
that’s just like any other.
But 12/12/12 is one cool number–
it deserves the bother!

This happens only every
one hundred years or so.
When 12/12/12 appears again,
we’d be real old, you know.

And so…

To celebrate, I place on one cake 12 candles.
(to light up the candles–that my mom handles.)
And next, I’d buy 12 fans to blow off the fire.
Each fan will be fanned by the friends that I hire.

12 dogs will play volleyball versus 12 cats.
The dogs will win treats and the cats will win rats.
12 monkeys will race themselves up 12 tall trees.
12 fleas will ride skis down a steep slope of cheese.

When 12 o’clock, 12 minutes, 12 seconds strike,
We’ll blow our air horns into my loud mic!
Our neighbors will look at their own clocks and stare
in total amazement that
12 o’clock, 12 minutes, 12 seconds,
the 12th day, the 12th month, the 12th year–
was THERE!

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