ECLIPSE – WHAT ECLIPSE?
Here’s a picture
Of the one I didn’t see
On the West Hill
Clouded out, the sun hid itself well
From old New Age-rs
And others whose persuasion
I couldn’t tell
(Though the clothes were more hippy than hip)
And we gathered in some dog viewers as well
What any of us expected I don’t quite know
But an eclipse was a definite no-show
Perhaps a second coming
Or a burning fire in the sky
With a voice booming out over the hill
Repent or die! Repent or die!