TICK TOCK -- IT'S YOUR CLOCK.

TICK TOCK -- IT'S YOUR CLOCK.



I have so many friends on WDC,
There is chatter all day between them and me.
I get so disheartened when I hear them say
It's midnight here, dear, I must go away.

This plan has developed within my grey cells,
And I love it so much when a plan really gels.
I'm buying some clocks, a dozen or so,
And set them all differently, then I will know,

What time it will be in New Mexico,SUE,
Or there in Botswana, yes DAVE that is you,
In North Carolina, my friend KEN no doubt,
Will be snoring his head off when I'm up and about.

BIANCA'S from Holland, I'll need one for there,
LARRY'S in Kansas, I think he might share
With somebody else who's in the same zone,
There's not enough clocks for one his own.

MONTY'S Vermont, MARLENA -- not sure?
GABRIELLA'S in ????, I knew that before,
But now I've forgotten, I will ask around,
Fill my folder with people and places I've found.

Please write all your Bio's, with locations not missed.
Say where you're from, and I'll make a list.
'Cause MEG needs to know the number of clocks
To hang on the wall with their ticks and their tocks.


Written in appreciation for SueVN , whose suggestion inspired this poem.


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