That was what came to mind when I thought of a title for this blog post. I’m not quite sure what it’ll be about yet. I thought of writing a poem. If I am going to do that I have to stay still for a while…………………….I’ve got it! It’s going to be a poem about ticks and giggles.
Everyone knows the clock goes tick-tock
There is no one without the other
Clockwise clocks. Anti clockwise minds
Forward and rewind
I’m not sure sure how their meeting ends
Clocks and sleep and blood
Those creatures have a few feet
Distended bellies when they’d gorged on jasmine
They played a role in spices’ life as well
Tuck isn’t quite tock
Tuck applies to sheets more than clocks
Bed sheets and night time stories share a common factor
I hope you giggled. I did when the thought came to me.
Tock is an ad on.