Stop
The cloak
Struck the hour.
Nobody is here
To govern the cloak
Not even the Prime minister.
Stop
The cloak
Struck the hour.
Father
Grand father
All tick-tock.
Stop
The cloak
Struck the hour.
It is our letter
That needs
Repair in world-fair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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