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Tick Tock Cuckoo Clock

I live on top of a table,
I sleep on a label.
I awaken,
To the smell of bacon.
I go down a chain,
To get a piece of candy cane.
I go up springs and wires,
To a bird I named Ququirs.
I always hear,
Tick Tock Cuckoo Clock.

Tick Tock Cuckoo Clock

I live on top of a table,
I sleep on a label.
I awaken,
To the smell of bacon.
I go down a chain,
To get a piece of candy cane.
I go up springs and wires,
To a bird I named Ququirs.
I always hear,
Tick Tock Cuckoo Clock.

Vedika Bhat, 9

Seattle

 
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