Wednesday, 18 May 2011

Clocks

By Grace S.

BONG.
BONG.
BONG.

Ringing every hour
They give me power

Because I know the time
I won't be late for the the doctor's office when I hear that chime!

Decorative or oriental
Modern or presidential

It doesn't matter what style
Because with clocks, I won't take a while!

This poem took too long to write.
I think I'll be up all night.

BONG.
BONG.
BONG.

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