The Phantom Hour!

Lo, Monthly timecards now come to an end,

So, approve for October--is what I recommend.

What follows next is a very harrowing tale,

Building at a rate on a logarithmic scale,

Instilling terror, and sowing malicious contempt,

Warning of a menace from which few are exempt!

It is simply known as...

The Phantom Hour

Deep in the dark, dreadful, dead of night,

Long into a woeful, graveyard shift,

A worker witnessed a baffling fright,

Causing a maddening, mental rift!

At 2 a.m. without warning or sense,

Something occurred to affect recompense,

Time fell back exactly one hour,

Forever upsetting the balance of power!

His eight hour shift was suddenly nine,

Fatigue creeping into the bones of his spine,

His will to live began ebbing away,

Sparking severe pseudo-psychic decay!

"Why, Lord Kronos, must you abuse me so?"

Came the lament, "Where's the quid pro quo?"

"I'm forced to work longer than ever before?"

"Without any reason or cause heretofore!"

Answer came there none, the Time god he was still,

The worker decided not to die on this hill,

He completed his duty and finished the day,

(Then a few months later he lost an hour of pay!)

So, beware the Phantom Hour for it comes twice a year,

Lurking and waiting to once again reappear,

How can you hide your time-sensitive persona?

In the Grand Canyon--deep in old Arizona!

Ghostly Geoff