Eleven Eleven Eleven
Eleven Eleven Eleven.
Six one's in a line,
this day will only happen once,
take note of the time.
A date in history that will fade at midnight,
single point in the future that will rise with sunlight,
a unique day with singular appeal,
a day to be remembered even though, may seem unreal.
Only every hundred years do we witness such a date,
if you didn't see the last one then you must have been so late,
an unparalleled time in yesteryear that occurs in your lifespan,
a day to be remembered or forgotten if you can.
What will you be doing in this auspicious year,
will you be crying with sadness or laughing with cheer,
a day to remember or a day to forget,
a photo in your album you like or regret.
What ever the event it will be a memorable display,
your friends and the media will have lots to say,
but oh so quick it vanishes left to history,
six one's in a line again you'll never ever see.
