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I am the cuckoo clock, Precise,authentic,steadfast  as a rock. All day long, Tick tock, tick tock goes my song. Hung on the wall, In the main hall, Tick tock, tick tock, tick, Not a wink, My pendulum swings to and fro, As I view people come and go. On the dot of the hour, My cuckoo slides in and out of the door, Chirps a lovely cuckoo call, Young and old in the hall, They cheer all. I am their cuckoo clock, A piece of artistic work, My master's pride, The family's guide, To their various routines, For many many seasons I have been, On their wall, In the main hall.
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Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 10:35 AM UTC
Cuckoo Clock
I am the cuckoo clock, Precise,authentic,steadfast  as a rock. All day long, Tick tock, tick tock goes my song. Hung on the wall, In the main hall, Tick tock, tick tock, tick, Not a wink, My pendulum swings to and fro, As I view people come and go. On the dot of the hour, My cuckoo slides in and out of the door, Chirps a lovely cuckoo call, Young and old in the hall, They cheer all. I am their cuckoo clock, A piece of artistic work, My master's pride, The family's guide, To their various routines, For many many seasons I have been, On their wall, In the main hall.
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72/F/Tanzania
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 10:35 AM UTC
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