Russell Sivey Poet Rhyme

Evil Clock

Tick tock
Who would stop
The evil clock
Right on top
Giving evil grins
The face unholy
Brought out the chins
Wow, holy-moly
Always pointing
Those horrid arms
Don’t go looking
Best to stay calm
For one day it might
Just go coo-coo
So full of fright
You’ll get through
The last sight
You’ll ever see
Will be a flash of light
Exploding tremendously


Entrant into Nancy Jones’ “Make Me Laugh” contest

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Elizabeth Wesley November 15, 2011 at 8:33 AM Ye my dear, time grins at what it has done to me and probably most of us get there. Had to smile at this way of looking at time>

Don Johnson September 18, 2011 at 12:17 AM holy suffering f-ing horrid moley, very very good Russell...love it mate!!!!!!