Race Ends In a Shock
The ocelot wound up the clock
It was the fastest now on our block
The minute hand ran, not a walk
I learned this from a magic beanstalk
‘Twas announced also by barnyard cock
The one who lived south of Little Rock
Sheep all around did flock
Terrific place for a savvy pickpock
Wearing a dress with a special smock
She stole everything from the sheep, a walk…
Clock entered the field with a loud tick tock
New race was announced with streak of chalk
I was there also, wearing a frilly frock
Clock took off at the sound of a Glock
Diary took off next, waving her lock
Door joined the race without a knock
They ran toward town of Woodstock
Clock lost a pound and a red sock
Door won the race which was a shock
At the finish line we all did flock.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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