Time-Keeper Woes

To that most hostile keeper of time,
pirate proud, who takes from the rich.
They who die like fat n' curry in lyme,
say your's, are the ways of a 'b*tch'.

To the thief of second's chance,
who giveth the hours long to labor.
Rotten you will come in gleeful dance,
to cheat the poor's, poorer neighbor.

To the patron of the midnight hour,
who frightens the children in dream.
And those who keep to warm the fire,
your wont to douse and suffer in steam.

Take your time, listen well, now to me,
take self to a nearest black or wormhole,
Deposit time-keeping ware's near to thee,
eat your fill, till death, that glutton bowl.

I'm keeping my own time from now on,
free time, play time, good time, for all time,
for all us out of time, sometimes gone,
because there's enough everytime!

TBollinger