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- Author: Unknown
- Editor: B-7413
- Newspaper: The Umpire volume 5
- Page Number:
- Date: 7 26 1916
- Tags:
- poetry
- riddle
The clock, methinks, is a disgrace, Although it seldom shirks, It holds its hands before its face, And then runs down good works. It beats the seconds, strikes the time, And has a shameful trick Of showing impudence sublime White running on on tick.
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- DOI 10.58117/2x7t-s726