The clock on the wall

knows life

much better than me

 

the hands of the clock

they know to move slowly

and they still make it on time

 

the tick of the clock

it stays on beat

and doesn’t venture off

 

the one knows to give the two a turn

and the eleven to the twelve

 

Even the springs and bolts and pieces

have wisdom

they know to stay in their place

But how boring it would be to be a clock

and never venture off

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