Poem: Tick Tock

Tick tock, tick tock.

The mouse ran up the clock.

Cheese in its mouth and a mission

on its mind.

Tick tock, tick tock.

It sits on top where I can’t reach.

Peering down, taunting me.

Tick tock, tick tock.

The mouse won’t get off the clock,

I raise the broom over my head.

It watches me with a smug look.

Tick tock, tick tock.

Whose bright idea was it to place

the clock there?

Oh, stupid, it was me.

Tick tock, tick tock.

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