I was told to ring tomorrow at 3 o’clock her time <br />In the land where Big Ben is famous for its chime <br />A simple calculation, should not cause consternation <br />Involving a simple primary school addition operation <br /> <br />On the eastern shores of this southern land <br />I just had to add nine hours to the clock's big hand <br />Using modulus twenty four, the number of hours in a day <br />If I'm counting using fingers, well I'd rather not say <br /> <br />Which makes it midnight the next night at our longitude <br />This simple sum did not take me long to conclude <br />But then I remembered, and my hands began to tremble <br />Daylight saving was about to start, and my arithmetic to dissemble <br /> <br />Tonight our clocks were moving forward an hour or was it back? <br />And their clocks by one hour would take the opposite tack <br />Once so clear, dark clouds were forming on the horizon <br />A computation which would have even Einstein extremely frightened <br /> <br />If you think you will find the answer in this rhyme <br />I'm sorry but I don't tally up in daylight savings time <br /> <br />(Sydney, Australia 2010)<br /><br />Alessandra Liverani<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/three-o-clock-her-time-humour/
