tick tock

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tick tock

tick tock the clock cries
why is it sad i learn when i die
the clock had a lover that went away
and now the clock has made me stay
i said iwill never hurt you
which is not possibly so
the clock said that is why you must go
i never had someone that was nice
cause that soul my hate would slice
i said you can be nice ican help change you
and the clock said
get away from me before i rearange you

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Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

candyrus’s Poems (5)

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