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.