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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.
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Feb 10, 2010
Feb 10, 2010 at 6:56 PM UTC
Untitled, Nursery Rhyme?
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.
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Feb 10, 2010
Feb 10, 2010 at 6:56 PM UTC
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