The Day Of The Comet

(May 18, 1910.)

Here it is--Eighteenth of May! Dawneth now the fatal day When we take the awful veil Of the fearsome comet's tail. Vale, Earth!

What will happen, heaven knows; We can't even guess, suppose, Hazard, speculate, surmise, Hint, conjecture, theorize, Or divine.

Will we merely drill a hole Through the trailing aureole? Or will the prediction dire Of a world destroyed by fire Be fulfilled?

Shall we crook our knees and pray Counting this the Judgment Day? Or preserve a cosmic ca'm, Caring not a cosmic dam What may come?

There's the rub. If we but knew We should know just what to do. Yes is just as good as No To all questions. Here we go!-- Hang on tight!