Tick-Tack, Tick-Tack, Tick-Tack
There is no corner to get stuck.
You may pause to get a snack,
But again you hear the Tick,
Soon followed by the Tack —
Like Tick-Tack, Tick-Tack, Tick-Tack.
Money clinks to this rhythm,
Bodies wet and dry.
Faces smile and wrinkle,
Tears drop and dry
By Ticks and Tacks.
Pain comes and goes.
Trees dry and rain falls.
Wings cease to flap while
Realities turn to distant memories.
Like Tick-Tack, Tick-Tack
Children become parents,
Parents become kids,
And hearts stop their beat.
Days and nights run back to back.
The rhythm turns them to weeks, months, and years,
Steadily turning our ages to gold —
Like Tick-Tack, Tick-Tack, Tick-Tack.
Blu Tack
Blu Tack can
speak in
analogue.
tilt to left, lean
bends soft lithe mast
sails lilt, languid
Swallow it ir not.'
No news to advance the world
Many coffins nailed
A new scare awaits
Attention attention past
Death has high value
For W H O.' you choose it.'
Punch and Judy show so many
Division fatigue despair
The game was tick-tack-toe
One person tried to put on a show
But got caught in the game
Then tried to re-claim
And won ten games in a row
sometimes i feel that the time
runs faster than me,
that I becomes slowest than a snail,
that with a snap a fingers,
i can turn myself in a memorie.
The clock
tick tack,
slowly flows...
time
nonstop
steadily
so flits .. !
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My mind
Is coming back
Can write poetry
Like sticking a tack
Our Words have echoes that are for others to hear...
Words can be downers or uppers or they can fill others
with cheer.
What we say can have a lasting impact...
So chose your words carefully and speak them with tact.
Affirm and encourage those that are special to you...
During each day this could be one of the most important
things you do
Playing with fire can hurt and burn...
But speaking encouraging words can be a great habit
to learn.
Our words can burn if spoken in strife...
But in love, they can affirm and enhance someones life.
So let your words echo with a spirit of love...
And pray that they'll provide a witness of God's love
from above.
TK<
Sharp as a tack is what they say
When someone is perceptive,
But when that person's old and gray
The brain's not as receptive.
He may still seem both quick and smart
In things that really matter,
But aging surely plays its part
To make that tack much flatter.
Tick, tack!
Tick, tack!
Tick, tack!
The chant of a faithful wall clock
Yesterday, is gone
Today, has been born
What do you, with your time?
It asks, with each stealth chime
As it ticks and tacks, in due time
So young fellow, think twice
But, think at once
For it will tick and tack, alway
Even if you take it's cells, away
There was once a lady called Ms Jack
Who lived near a grass region called Tack.
When prickled by the grasses
On her way with her glasses.
She let down her glasses and her Jack.
For Andrea's "Show Me The Funny" Contest.
That tick in my fur
really bugs me -
scratch-scratch.
Tick tack rickety rack,
that tick needs to go!
Oh me, oh my,
that tick really needs to go -
rich-ratch.
Aunika Alch
Age 11
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