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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Cleaning out the attic I found an old clockwork car sitting in my toy box It was old and rusty the wheels still went round and it had plenty of knocks, There was a small hole in the side that was rusted around its green tin sides, A little square for a key and had two seats to take my toy soldiers for rides, So that was it, I was hooked searching high and low looking for the right key, But then I saw it hiding under an old chair it was dark and it was hard to see, Now the excitement kicked in happily and I fitted the metal key into the slot, And wound it up round and round it went it was a bit stiff my thumb hurt a lot, It finally stopped winding it was ready so then I put the car down on the floor, But it just stayed where it was, not rushing off like a bullet, not like before, So I got thin winder and forced it to give another half turn and gave it a bash, The useless car still did not move it just sat where it was and it did not dash, Desperate measures were needed, decisions there was only one thing I could do, I would have to take the car apart, carefully and fiddle about with the screw, So I levered the the side and scratched some paint with my trusted Swiss blade, The rotten old bottom bottom pinged off and flew to a corner it was poorly made, I finally got to the main spring it was a bit rusted and it had been over wound, So losing my temper the car got shouted at and I bashed the car upon the ground. Something gave it rattled so I shook it and made all the little windows fall out, Again deeper in frustration I tapped it with a hammer then I gave it a real clout, To my surprise the hammer blow worked but a little red man flew across the floor, With just a torch I searched the attic but he was lost and I will see him no more, There was still no movement from the clockworks so this time it was a softer tap, Then pain shot through my foot with only socks on I just stood on the poor chap, It came to that time when it was do or die so I gave the car a great hard whack, I had hit it too hard and the top caved in now the bloody thing will not go back, After my assault on the tin racing car there is just a pile of tin on the floor, Grabbing the bits throwing them in the box now bored I will play with it no more.
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