oh nine three one
yes nine thirty one
so many threads you have spun
before you say i’m bad at math
that thirty days september hath
remember there’s another path
nine thirty one
the month is done
there is no room for more fun
under endless skies cerulean
of epoch antediluvian
unless you count days julian
nine thirty one
another day of sun
squoze in before october one
to live each day forward and back
requires not another hack
just inhale deep and pop the stack
oh nine three one
yes nine thirty one
your lucid ways my heart has won
