09-22-2023, 06:13 AM
The father of time loved her clocks,
Their voices, all ticks and rich tocs.
She had dials for the sun,
And a watery one,
And a primitive type that used rocks.
Now, most of the months are in order,
well, at least the ones farther up north are-
yet try as we might,
something's not right!
They're upside down south of the border.
Their voices, all ticks and rich tocs.
She had dials for the sun,
And a watery one,
And a primitive type that used rocks.
Now, most of the months are in order,
well, at least the ones farther up north are-
yet try as we might,
something's not right!
They're upside down south of the border.