The clock

Tick, tock, tick, tock...

The clock keeps watch, it will never stop.

We mustn't stop till the clock is gone.

How long has it been? We have forgotten our names and faces.

We only know the clock and tock.

The sound we work to is the tick tock...


Of the enteral clock.

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