The Time Machine Poem by Paul Warren

A scientist worked hard each day
To make a time machine to work away
And he had an assistant who worked along
Happy to share the scientist's song
He had to clock on and off each day
The scientist not missing the worker's pay

The time machine glowered in its power
As they worked away to the wee small hours
When at last they decided that they'd try it then
Entering the chamber closing the door again
There was a high pitched noise with shuddering
And they left the present to the past time entering

They spent long hours in the past reliving history
At the Eureka Stockade and the Moon Landing's story
When at last they finished their wandering around
They returned to their laboratory as their machine died down
But a problem came when the assistant looked to be paid
They returned to the exact moment they left on their escapade.

© Paul Warren Poetry