On The Clock (Times Have Changed)

Up and At’em

Another day another dollar

Isn’t that what they say

Ad Nauseam?

 

What happens

When the days get too long

And nights bring no peace

Once again?

 

Tales get told

Of the good old days

When a dollar was worth

One day

 

Where are they?

Those good old days spoken of

So fondly that pride swells

In a job well done

 

Unrecognizable now

The times when a hard days work

Rewarded handsomely in kind

With hard play

 

Time flies

Is another quote easily forgotten

For how can time fly when

A sundial has no wings?

 

Time stands ever still

Tick tocking, Tick mocking

While we drudge through our days

Forever “On The Clock”

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