Rhyme and reason 
Reason and rhyme 
We asked the old man 
“What is the time?” 
The time he said 
“I do not know. 
The clock stopped working some time ago” 
“What a disaster” was our reply 
“We don’t know if it’s 1 o’clock or half past 5” 
The man kept talking things were fine 
Looking at the sun he said 
The time was for reason and rhyming 

Reason and rhyme 
Rhyme and reason 
We asked the old lady “What is this season?” 
The season she said 
“You can’t be sure. 
The weathers changed, can’t tell you any more” 
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god what a thing! 
We don’t know if it’s summer, autumn, winter or spring” 
“But wait,” she said 
“This might be pleasing. 
The time has come for rhyming and rhyming and reason” 

Rhyme and reason and destination 
We ask ourselves, what is this nation? 
This place they say is no mans land 
And terra nullius is written in the sand 
So what 
With all these spaces 
Can’t we be independent and combine the races 
Well we will see what we can do 
Like time and season 
We’ll rhyme and then we’ll reason along