Governor DeSantis, once bright as a sunbeam,
Now doth his glory fade in GOP's dream,
Lost his home's support, in wine soured his charm,
In Trump's victory cup, he feels the alarm.

A change is a-coming, so do take heed,
In buying or selling thy humble steed.
No longer the same, the market of land,
Think twice, pray thrice, before ye shake the hand.

The end of Daylight-Saving, a serenade we sing,
Fall back the clocks, an extra hour they bring.
Cherish the moment, like a fine brewed ale,
For a moment gained is a tale to regale.

by Brother Arnulfus

a centaur