Daily Crossword Puzzle Poem Draft for Monday 1/11/10

Now is the time for us all to get a grip
get out the trowels and knee pads
memorize the passwords call to accounts.
we sniff and sneeze, no time for ease
like the thirties the millionaires are few
(not me or you) what can we do but shout.
the planet's always at a tilt.
oh we have memorized this tale
no Grendel, green man, troll or Santa
no bundled babes on sleigh rides
on Tonto! Robin! Igor!
and he who wrote late 'Tis
dead. Be careful what ye ensnare
as the dishwater rises.
and who shall sing for thee mit bongos?
for everything that can goes wrong, ooh
even crossing of and passing of the bar
won't take you all that far and Isaac
gravity really hurts, so to speak.
You're with me, yes, my friend?