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One Flew Over the Cuckoo Clock

Arriving all the way from the Black Forest which is somewhere in Germany, came a medium sized package, which was made out to me, inside the cardboard box was a beautiful cuckoo clock, which apparently I had won even though everyone had mocked, I looked at it and thought it cute while my husband acted like a little kid with a new toy, and when he wound it up and it started cuckoo-ing I thought he'd jump for joy, so it started to cuckoo every single hour, with the little animated cuckoo bird showing up expressing his power, the first week I heard the cuckoo clock every single time, especially when I was trying very hard to sleep or when trying to think of a rhyme, my husband snoring loudly as well which didn't help, I thought of myself as someone being serenaded by an orchestra from hell, when finally I arose sometime at night during the second week, feeling like a crazy woman from all the lack of sleep, going to my husbands locked cabinet where he kept his glock, I finally couldn't take it anymore and murdered my cuckoo clock!

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Date: 10/9/2016 6:50:00 PM
Another gem of a poem, Cheryl. Two thumbs up and three snaps. Great humorous ending. Flat out funny to the funny bone. Loved it. Girl you really got me laughing for real. Love your easy going poetic style. Keep it up, don't stop. Love and peace to you.
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Date: 9/17/2016 8:56:00 PM
Lol! We have one of those...haven't wound it in years
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Cheryl Hoffman
Date: 9/17/2016 9:12:00 PM
Don't or you might wound up like this poem, lol!:)

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