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Apr 2014
hickory dickory dock the mouse lived in the clock chewing all the wood
he chewed and chewed and chewed till it was no good
chewed at all the numbers all around its face
nibbled at the fingers in each and every place
he chewed everthing till everthing had gone
left his clock abode and simply just moved on
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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