Ticking Ticking Ticking (poem)
The time it was a ticking ticking ticking
It’s hands were now heard clicking clicking clicking
For man in bed
No tears to shed
He smiled instead
Removed from dread
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A life had he
Each memory
A dream set free
For all to see
And to this truth he’s sticking sticking sticking
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He made his name
A thing of fame
As people came
His thoughts to claim
And at them they are pricking pricking pricking
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And as his time was ticking ticking ticking
In love he fell
We know her well
He rode Joy’s swell
Though heaven’s hell
He knew his heart was tricking tricking tricking
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He’s now alone
Left on his own
A life atone
To his Unknown
This candlelight is flicking flicking flicking
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Now children play
Another day
‘cause people say
He passed this way
When time it was a ticking