Tick Tock
tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, The clock has gone off. pitter patter. Cats at play, Birds chirpping in the air. but as I awake the bird stop chirping that sun dose not shine on me with joy. Quick, Quick depletion sets in! Along with madness to no end! End this Futal lesson. mouth fly and flee from me. I grow tired of this game. I will surly Jump for glee. as i watch that hide burn! tick tock, tick tock mouth your time is short!
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