Denis Martindale Clocks Poems

Clocks spring forward and watches, too... computers follow suit,
So nine's now ten, it's true, it's true... when Spring comes, that's quite cute...
And so, this day, time Marches on... this hour changes hands,
And blessed are those who know it's gone... according to Man's plans...
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The clocks go back an hour's time,
Just like they did last year,
No 2nd chance, we've got 2 climb
Stepladders still, I fear...
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