Day 3,602 —Happy Leap Day! —

        Still thinking about Leap Day! Why is it not a holiday? We could all celebrate by doing something that somehow symbolizes a leap for us personally. Here are the lyrics from the play.

Has decided that, although for such a beastly month as February,

twenty-eight days as a rule are plenty,
One year in every four his days shall be reckoned as nine and twenty.
Through some singular coincidence – I shouldn’t be surprised if it were owing to the agency of an ill-natured fairy –
You are the victim of this clumsy arrangement, having been born in leap-year, on the twenty-ninth of February;
And so, by a simple arithmetical process, you’ll easily discover,
That though you’ve lived twenty-one years, yet, if we go by birthdays,
you’re only five,
and a little bit over!

Ruth & King
Ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha!
Ho! ho! ho! ho!

Frederic
Dear me! Let’s see! Yes, yes; With yours my figures do agree!

Ruth & King
Ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha!

Frederic
How quaint the ways of Paradox!
At common sense she gaily mocks!
Though counting in the usual way,
Is twenty-one I’ve been alive.
Yet, reckoning by my natal day,
Yet, reckoning by my natal day,
I am a little boy of five!

Ruth & King
He is a little boy of five!

All
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
A paradox, a paradox,
A most ingenious paradox.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
A paradox.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
A curious paradox,
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
A most ingenious paradox.