Today's prompt: "I want you to write an origin poem. It can be the origin of a word, person, plant, idea, etc."
I Pity the Fool
The year of our Lord, Fifteen Eighty-Two,
Long, long ago, long before me and you,
Gregory, His Holiness, reigned as the pope
His calendar inventor, Aloysius Lilius, was no dope.
They replaced the Emperor’s calendar for clarity:
A moment, a blip, of a common sense rarity.
Those who were faithful to Julius Cesar
Did not make their lives any more the easier.
While they thought their loyalty very cool,
Each was the first to be called, “April Fool.”
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