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I watch the clock hands On the wall Turn up to twelve Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock, And again my wife Beckons me To come to bed, Not sit steadfast In all that dread; But thoughts still Rumble around Inside my head, How slow the time passes As the hour approaches, How time stands still Almost to the second, As clock hands Reach twelve, As clock watchers watch Time almost to a stop,   Abrupt to an end Straight up; While the rest ignore__ Say, a watched *** Never boils, Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock, How doomsday Never comes.
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Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 3:00 PM UTC
DOOMSDAY CLOCK
I watch the clock hands On the wall Turn up to twelve Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock, And again my wife Beckons me To come to bed, Not sit steadfast In all that dread; But thoughts still Rumble around Inside my head, How slow the time passes As the hour approaches, How time stands still Almost to the second, As clock hands Reach twelve, As clock watchers watch Time almost to a stop,   Abrupt to an end Straight up; While the rest ignore__ Say, a watched *** Never boils, Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock, How doomsday Never comes.
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jere-gallup
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 3:00 PM UTC
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