From: Me To: Time
Dear Time,
Tick tock tick tock tick
Is all you ever will do
But why? all it does is make me sick
Enough already I'm fed up with you
Either you tick too fast or tick too slow
Never will you bring me happiness
As you take your time you make me low
But once you race I feel madness
Let us end this and come together as a joint
Before I present to you with a nasty crime
So you ask what is my point?
My point, you are never on time!
But maybe I am the mistaken one
For you over power us all
Before I know it my life will be done
In the end you will defeat me and I will fall
So for now on, I will have my fun
Thank you for your time,
-Kevin
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