Clocks

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The clock is ticking,

and I'm waiting for you to give me licking.

For something I don't understand,

why I did it I undermand.

So, if you'll give me another chance,

to save you from the lance.

It's hard to let go,

and I blame myself,

for the hearless kelf.

The second time,

it's alway the slime.

You can't slip,

or trip.

It has to be perfect,

or it will be learfect.

You can't tell others,

about our bothers.

No matter how hard you try.

And as time ticks by,

and it's time to let go.

I say, wait.

wait for me.

Don't forget your promise

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