Clock Chimes
We have an assortment of clocks collected over the years.
Some chime melodically, others are odious to the ears!
Some rest on mantels, others hang upon the walls,
Each emitting their dings, bongs or ear-splitting squalls!
One squawks John Deere tractor motor sounds every hour.
To expunge that raucous din, I removed its AA battery power!
I must admit, I've always been an avid John Deere aficionado,
But the noise was noxious to my ears - 'tis now incommunicado!
I'd like to chat with the feller who invented the cuckoo clock.
Why couldn't he have used a dove's soothing coo to mock!
Above my desk hangs another curious horological wonder.
It plays the Air Force Song on the hour, rending peace asunder!
The old grandfather clock utters a pleasant, mellow gong.
'Tis pleasing to the ear - he's my pal - he can do no wrong!
In contrast, the banjo clock emits a delicate twangy sound,
That is, if I can remember to keep it tightly wound!
Another clock strikes the hour and birds begin to chirp.
'Twas relegated to the garage, since my serenity it did usurp!
Most of my clocks are old friends, 'cept one among the number;
'Tis that doggone alarm clock, that awakes me from my slumber!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
Copyright © Robert L. Hinshaw | Year Posted 2010
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