tis labor day my friend and like every holiday , we do the opposite of the what the day names as well as its intention.
I choose not to labour in the field of thine links
I choose to wallow in my ignorance, I prefer not to think
New Years day
a time for changing our ways
yet the day before,
we give into them even more
and the god Janus makes us Pay
St valentine's day
a time to practice love of the highest order
yet we chose to spend
with resources seemingly without end
on love bordering on disorder
St Patrick's Day
named after the man who drove out the snakes
Yet in honour of him
we give into sin
and end up with the shakes
Day of Easter
the day of the feaster
we thank God for such a spring day
yet we give no thought
as we ought
about the one
who for our sins did pay
Memorial day
it is sad to say
it makes my heart upset
yet it is plain to see
at least to me
it is a day we remember
to forget
Independence Day
the Fourth of july
sadly the independence
is just a lie
bombs burst in the air
with the rockets red glare
yet the rockets that fly
are bought from a country whose finances are so much finer
who in truth own our debts, the country known as China
Labour day
What can I say?
I may sound like a jerk
But never me mind
I dare you to find
a soul hard at work
Hallow's eve
it is my peeve
to have to say
that it is a day
that in deed
is not hallowed
not at all indeed.
Day of Thanksgiving
I say with misgiving
how grateful can one truly be?
when one's stomach is filled
with quantities that make one ill
It can be a misery
Day Christ was born
man freed us from our debts
But we are more forlorn
on that I can bet
for come January
Janus must once more be paid
for gifts that were not necessary
for the loved ones at whose feet they were laid
