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~Audrey Heller
Seriously, where does time go!!!!!! I am lost, what do I do next that would be worth my time?? I will do the best I can I guess and use good judgement. :)
Dear clock on my wall,
Do you really read the time that I see?
Little ticking machine, I have places to be
So don't read that time for me please
Sometimes I just want time to feel the breeze
But the angle of your arms is not helping my situation
I could be doing things if it wasn't for you that would benefit the entire nation!
I am tired and responsibilities littler my to-do list
Because of you, the bus I have missed
Now I am trudging home in the rain
Trying to fight the thing you cause; pain
Clock, you are to blame
You should be ashamed of your fame
From your slave,
Mase
hahahah, I wrote this poem in like 5 seconds, but when I say fame in the last phrase, I mean everyone has a clock that tells time therefore they are famous. Just to clear that up for you :p
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