AN HOUR TUMBLES

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The clock coughs twice—a phlegmy tick~  
We wrench its hands with clumsy might.  
An hour tumbles, lost from sight.  
Like dentures down the kitchen sink.  

*“Daylight saving time (DST) is the practice of setting clocks forward by one hour in the spring to extend evening daylight during the warmer months, and then setting them back by one hour in the autumn….In the United States, DST begins on the second Sunday in March and ends on the first Sunday in November…The concept was first suggested by Benjamin Franklin in 1784.,The first widespread implementation occurred during World War I to conserve fuel.” (Source: Wikipedia.com)

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