Hickory dickory dock...
the mouse ran up the--holy crap!
what am i doing?! i'm writing a--
Oh yeah, the CLOCK!
The clock struck one, and I had some fun,
when the mouse made a mock of an old school rhyme;
it's those questions that cause one to regress back in time,
to a younger age of reason and thought...
To remember how family was,
and how time has changed it;
and that no little mouse scurrying down a clock,
could turn those hands back to hickory dickory dock.