The 30th Of Julia (IP)

The 30th of Julia,
they say, is really, truly a
remarkably peculiar
kind of day.

Of all the dates within the year
there is no day that’s quite as queer.
Some people greet this day with dread
and simply choose to stay in bed.

On the 30th of Julia
even nature’s unrulier;
your senses seem to fool ya
on this day.

The sun sets sideways in the sky;
and blackbirds, only backwards, fly;
evergreens turn bright pink and blue
and dogs and cats ask, “How d’you do?”.

Then it starts raining Belgian buns;
you’re run down by stampeding nuns.
It’s quite enough to drive you mad
and when it’s over, you’ll be glad…

For the 31st of Julia,
it’s really not peculiar;
you could say that it’s truly an
ordinary day.