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The Clock  by ThePoetryKid

I sit at my desk bored to death

Yet i wasnt about to have my last breath

They say a watched pot never boils

But today was halloween, time to collect the spoils

and leave all the trash, wrappers and foils.

yet i still sit here staring at a clock

waiting for the bell to ring yet all i hear is

tick, tock, tick, tock




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Date created: Oct. 29, 2011
Date published: Oct. 29, 2011
Comments: 1
Tags: aidan, halloween, o'reilly, poem, poetry, school
Word Count: 84
Times Read: 355
Story Length: 1