Nailed it! at eight

Tonight we celebrate a death
The pharaoh's army or just one man
But, anyway you slice it
It means we'll eat some lamb

Hitting the archives at eight

We made it to Friday!
We're all still alive
And what else has survived?
These old 45s.

Getting crafty at eight

Every tour for every band
Has its own peculiar quirks
I missed it, so covers
Will have to do. That works.

Rearranging things at eight

Things got kinda wonky
When they took our cubes apart
The layout of an office
Is a long-forgotten art

Hitting everyone's allergies at eight

Flowers come in many forms
A prom corsage, a bride's bouquet
So, what better could bloom
On a nice, early spring day?

Enjoying a nice salad at eight

Another week has passed us by
And nothing too stupendous
But tomorrow's the day for knives
Cry, "Sic semper tyrannis!"

Finding a calm center at eight

The news is coming too quickly
We're all unsure and unsteady
Two weeks ago, it was snowing
How can it be March already?