The Clock

The Clock

A Poem by ClaraOswald
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Funny thoughts about the clock - penned on a boring Sunday

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There goes the clock
With a tick-tick-tock

They come in different shapes and sizes
Without it, there would be lot of crises 

There are 3 hands that go with a tick
But also do it without getting sick

They never misbehave
But flows always like a wave

They are 3 needle-like hands
That forms a tick-tock band

There goes the fastest one
Sure it loves to have fun
It’s fast as a bullet gun

Ah! There is the slowest and smallest snail,
Oh! How slow peaceful and calm it sails

Wow! That hand is as long as giraffe neck for the clock
But sure that it doesn’t smell like a smelly sock

© 2021 ClaraOswald


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Nice one Clara! Your poet's eye did a great job spotting interest in an object that I, apparently, have been taking for granted. I love the metaphors you used for each of the hands. Light-hearted, fun read. Thanks for sharing!

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Added on February 27, 2021
Last Updated on February 27, 2021
Tags: Clock, Funny, Rhyming