Grandfather's Time Poem by Ima Ryma

Granddad did have, since was a boy,
A grandfather clock which did be
My Granddad's fav'rite pride and joy.
He bragged about it timelessly.
In time, Granddad and clock became
More wobbily through wear and tear.
Just getting older was to blame.
Wanting to give his clock some care,
Granddad did put his brass spittoon
Against the clock so it was propped.
Came day, Granddad died at 12 noon,
Same time the grandfather clock stopped.

But was found out, as time does tell,
That's when on Granddad the clock fell.