Just Like Clockwork
Every hour
Upon hour
A bird calls
It's cries echoes within the walls
With one sound in mind
Performs like designed
One sound, one word
Out comes the cuckoo bird
Cuckoo, cuckoo
Cries the bird painted blue
It's mechanical chime
Right in time
Xavier Wildefyre
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