“The times they are achangin' ” as the song goes,
but not the way the folk singers meant, I suppose.
Near the equinox it happens every spring and fall,
there's a ritual in the nation followed by almost all.
Clocks and devices are adjusted to suit the sun,
from kitchen to attic we go, until every one done.
We find user guides, each changes in a different way,
from clock to phone to CD player, we spend the day.
Now we'll change when we wake up and go to sleep,
morning sun's place will differ when the alarms beep.
By dusk all clock work's done, now we can have some fun.