6 o’clock the notion of dawn, sing the good morning song
Nurturing night is gone, come on break the yawn
Half sleepy, looking like a faun, wake up gorgeous swan
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Tick Ticky Tac
12 o’clock the day half past, every face with a discreet cast
All are strengthening the mast, setting in the sails for a journey so fast
Working through the day as it is the last, anticipations growing vast
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Tick Ticky Tac
6 o’clock the sun goes behind the mound, gentle cool breeze tendering the town
Women in beautiful gown, laughing and walking around
Trepidation for tomorrow going down, lovely is the word for every noun
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Tick Ticky Tac
12 o’clock the night has set in, took away all day’s din
Time to rest the fin, talking about the day amongst the kin
Requesting GOD to forgive the day’s sin, the next day will bring the win
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