Out of Cluck

In my kitchen, an old-fashioned timer Keeps track of my coffee pot’s perk. I wind it and eight minutes later, The pot has completed its work. The timer is shaped like a chicken; It ticks as the minutes elapse, Then rings to announce its completion, Technology prior to apps. Yet this morning, my chicken stopped tickin’; Its mechanics have chirped its last cluck, So I kept a close watch on my coffee - Guess Alexa would never get stuck!