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…

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whack it over the edge, hear the cracking, watch a little dribble out, bring it the above the pan, open the shell further, watch it drop onto the metal surface, listen to it sizzle, grab the spatula, not in the fried egg mood.

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