*hears Playboy mentioned, gets interested all og a sudden*
Yeah?
Only Fourteen Years
Im looking at my Calendar, and ETs looking back,
Way back in 1983 that fella had a knack.
He didnt need a band-aid, or other medicine,
Just held a glowing finger up, and up zipped up the skin.
Fingers are salutes for us, this year just as back then,
And purple is the in thing now, to dip your finger in.
But back to this strange alien, and why hes here with me,
And why Im looking at some dates from Nineteen Eighty-Three.
That year began on Saturday, just like the current one,
And it was not a leap year, so when all is said and done,
The calendar I have in hand will serve me well this year,
For every date will line right up, as each month does appear.
For there are only seven ways to start the New Years play,
And only on the leap years do you need that extra day,
So fourteen calendars are quite enough, no matter how you age,
Just shove the old one in a drawer, and dont mark up the page.
I know the Nations printers will be annoyed Ive made it known,
That you dont need to purchase what you already own,
But think of all the Playmates who can give that happy smile,
Now that they realize they wont grow old for quite a while.
NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . February 8, 2005
Goodnight! :D