Time's a Wasting

Science improves things, so they say, can't prove it by me, take the clock once it swung, and cockco's played now it's silent, no tick or tock. Old clocks clucked each tick and each tock tongue to roof, they made a clapping. Once they had arms and hands and locks now they don't even aid napping. Mum's the word with digital clock zipped are those lips, no face, no brow no sinister tock from Hook's Croc no moon shaped face, no leaping cow. Flashing red numbers, fanned peacocks neon in trancers, with tin man hearts lipless automatons in stock toss them all from your K-mart cart! Live I say get a grandfather clock one with a face, two arms and heart with a pendulum swinging tick tock tick off the sleepers screw K-Mart.