Tick tock, tick tock
Goes the old grandfather clock
Tick tock, tick tock
It never ever ever stops.
Swing swing, swing swing
It really is a wondrous thing
Swing swing, swing swing
I'm waiting for the clock to ting.
Ding dong, ding dong
Now it plays its little song
Ding dong, ding dong
Every hour all day long.
©2002 Gareth Lancaster
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On 05/06/2009 at 15:44 GMT freya wilson from England wrote:
"i picked this poem for my poetry competition,it's realy good!ilove this poem!"