Uncle History can’t keep time
He claps off beat, got no rhythm
He buys a pendulum
It doesn’t help
Nothing helps
He plays his kerosene radio
He dances in Dutch shoes
He’s got nothin’
You have to consider
His disadvantages
Shelley was right—
Poets are the legislators
They’ve got the meters
History’s got broken eggs
He likes the pendulum
It makes him look taller
And it all seems good
If he doesn’t move
Planet of the Blind 