Chapter 1 - Untitled
Submitted March 8, 2005 Updated March 8, 2005 Status Incomplete | If this poem sounds fuk'd up...it's because I wrote it when I was Drunk. But I think it came out pretty good.
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Chapter 1 - Untitled
Chapter 1 - Untitled
Clock's your Life
Tick Tock, Tick Tock.
Your time has just ran out.
Now you dead, Goodjob.
This is why, you don't let
a clock run your life.
Your gonna die once
the batteries run out.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock.
Your life end's here and now.
All I've got to say is,
Goodluck! to next time
don't die by the clock's time,
because it clock's your life.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock.
Your time has just ran out.
Now you dead, Goodjob.
This is why, you don't let
a clock run your life.
Your gonna die once
the batteries run out.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock.
Your life end's here and now.
All I've got to say is,
Goodluck! to next time
don't die by the clock's time,
because it clock's your life.
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