Grandfather S Clock

~ Grandfather's Clock ~ My old grandfather had a clock It wasn’t a grandfather clock A clock it was that went tick tock It sent me mad grandfather’s clock Till once I hit it with a wok But it was steady as a rock And then it laughed and said cuckoo A little bird went out and in It said cuckoo bee bow and boo Then I took aim and threw my shoe It ran in fast and closed the door Of old grandfather’s cuckoo clock I had enough of all its cheek I had it planned to glue its beak So then I sat on wooden floor And waited there, looked at the clock Grandfather’s clock that went tick tock I sat there long and fell asleep Then I woke up and had a peep Grandfather’s clock was under shock It was tongue tied, not one tick tock It hung in silence on the wall There were no echoes in the hall How strange it felt now that the clock Had lost its voice, no tick no tock The little bird made not a sound No sortie out, no bee no boo I missed that tiny red cuckoo. Like a spoilt brat I'd moaned and whined The way I acted was unkind! Then I sat down, felt bad inside I was ashamed. I cried and cried! As my tears fell I heard tick tock The friendly sound of grandpa's clock To cap it all the red bird flew out of the door and said cuckoo! --------------------------------------------- Contest: Childrens Story, Dr. Seuss Style Sponsor: Casarah Nance aided by Abigail