When the ticks and tocks from all the clocks say midnight is the time, And all of those so self-assured are singing, Auld Lang Syne, Remember, it won't just be Kosky's rhetoric on the line, But what some folks are sitting on when it's "oh no" second time.

Now they hoot and holler, laughing at all us prepping folk, I wonder if by May they'll still think its such a funny joke, Surprises will be everywhere and what a nasty crush, Finding there's no water and you certainly can't flush.

Some say it's just a bump and there's no need to panic, Tell me, did they say the same thing on Titanic? Ah, what ironic twists we're bound to see, but the klunker? Not us, but Billy Boy and Congress hunkered in a bunker!

-- rumdoodles (rumdoodles@yahoo.com), December 21, 1999

Answers

Y2K is on the way This much is sure (there is no cure) So don't delay OK? OK!

-- swo (wow@oww.wo), December 21, 1999.

Those who prepared will sleep safe in their bed, while those that did not will sadly be dead.

-- (its@coming.soon), December 21, 1999.

Angels we have heard on high, Billy Clinton zipped his fly.

Sweetly singing o'er the [plane], hope it doesn't crash and flame.

Or it will Glow oh, oh, oh oh oh.......

-- (I'm@here.today), December 21, 1999.

When it's easy and convenient to go to the store now, to buy all the things that we need, We should do it and pack them away on the shelf, to help ourselves and others in need.

For if a stitch in time saves nine then how many cries of hunger may we save if our pantries with plenty of staples we have lined? Let us do this, or see many new graves!

-- (formerly@nowhere.zzz), December 21, 1999.

Hey ,Forum dwellers,Am I bummed out , My epic poem "This poem is not y2k complient' only got two comments and I am very bummed, Ole rumdoddles has turned out an inferior product and already has more comments, Oh jealousy I guess I'll have to post the pollies for the reaction I expected, or maybe it's just that the prepping has crushed the sense of humor of my fellow travelers.To have my epic buried in the threads and facing annihilation at New Years is more than I can bare.

-- H fats Kissinger (draconionsolutions@uselesseaters.com), December 21, 1999.

Over the river and through the woods To Grandmothers house we go, Hoping and praying that we'll be staying, And that her garden will grow.

-- Betty Alice (Barn266@aol.com), December 21, 1999.

Ain't them grapes a little sour, Fats???

-- rumdoodles (rumdoodles@yahoo.com), December 21, 1999.

Dear Rumdoddles,Yes sir!

-- H fats Kissinger Kissinger (draconionsolutions@uselesseaters.com), December 21, 1999.

Limerick time!!:

Is the Squirrel King out having a fit?

Or lightning has just made a hit?

The city's all dark,

From the stores to the park,

It's The End of the World As We Know It!

-- Ann M. (hismckids@aol.com), December 21, 1999.

Hey Fats! rumdoodles is a lady, and don't you forget it! ;-)

-- rumdoodles (rumdoodles@yahoo.com), December 21, 1999.