An extra chime from Big Ben. |
So Big Ben, at midnight, chimed thirteen times instead of twelve, alerting even Scotland Yard. How red the faces of Ben’s maintenance men, those who keep with pride the time on such a landmark! O to weep when Ben chimed an extra chime, as a flippant foe of time’s precise regularity! Odd, you know, as all of London (even Bobbies) stood in pause and even Watson of the yard held frown. The Cause? Aye, there is the rub, because even to this day after fine-tooth combs, perspicacity what may, the gurgle of those wielding wrench both steel and brass as well as Sherlock’s Holmes with magnifying glass, Ben gave no reason whatsoever for the chime, as if to say, “I am mystery (beyond time) so take for granted what you may, but I demand the ticking of respect, a modicum at hand of honor and acknowledgement for all I do.” Another chime rang out--whence Holmes then had a clue. 18 Lines Rhythm 12 Writer’s Cramp 9-8-15 |