" The Dreaming Dreamer "

While the clock is steadily ticking

My eye is steadily twitching

And the ticking, tocking clock that's ticking

Can't take the hint that I am hinting

If I could break the clock

(And make sure it ticks its very last tock)

I could sleep the sleep my dream is dreaming

And NOT dream of clocks that start my ears steaming

Relieved, not peeved, they would soon be deeming

Me, the ever dreaming dreamer.

But when I sock the clock a mighty wack

the infernal clock just socks me back!

And the swaying ticker that makes me bitter

Mocks and mocks with its never ceasing ticks and tocks

The day goes on with that ticking sound

And upon my face is a mighty frown

That deepens and deepens as the clock ticks more

Ever more insistent than it was before

The night comes yet still I sit,

For who can sleep with that tocking twit

Ticking and tocking until who knows when

But back to the matter, I'll say it again;

If I could break the clock

(And make sure it ticks its very last tock)

I could sleep the sleep my dream is dreaming

And NOT dream of clocks that start my ears steaming

Relieved, not peeved, they would soon be deeming

Me, the ever dreaming dreamer.
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