Tic Toc Clock

tic toc clock
goes goes goes
new life ahead
rows rows rows
everybody but me
knows knows knows
what each ball of life
throws throws throws
next day come and quickly
shows shows shows
all production is run by
pros pros pros
i am up before the rooster
crows crows crows
each day my frustration with tic toc clock
grows grows grows....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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