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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