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Time Bomb
Bursting into oblivion,
Landing on Mars.
It's not too far.
Roving over mountains,
Looking at the clock.
The town clock has stopped.
Momma said, " Be on time,
I have to leave,
At a quarter past nine"!
I'm sure it's not too late,
I have time.
For one more skate.
Down the street,
Across the drive.
Into the sidewalk.
"Sakes alive".
My Momma is standing there.
She has a glare.
Momma said, "Where have you been?
It's a quarter past ten!
My appointment for you at the candy store is at an end.
Now off to do all the rest:
Dentist, groceries, and bank."
I missed out on the best.
No candy for me.
Just a test.
Too see who can be on time.
When blasting off.
Way past the shrubs.
Lifting my shoulders I gave a shrug.
How can I answer?
All the places I've been.
Blasted by a time bomb,
Without,
And within.
Next time,
I might take a swim.
Take a waterproof watch.
Swim under water,
And watch the clock.
Tick tock, tick tock.
Copyright ©
Kim Stone
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