O' clock

This was an in class exercise to kick off the poetry section of EN215.

O’Clock

O’clock is my name; I’m Irish by birth.

I lead quite a boring life for what it’s worth

I tell you the time, every hour and minute,

Tis boring, you see, either which way you spin it,

You see me tick tock but you don’t always listen,

And when you run late, how your forehead does glisten

But I’ll wait here all day; cause time’s all I’ve got.

And if you listen to me you’ll arrive on the dot.

Just ticking and tocking all night and day long

Now comes the end of my tick-tocky song,

So please don’t forget me up here on the wall

As I tick and I tock and I tell time for all.

By: Teddy Izzo