Tick tock, tick tock, goes the insanity clock
It puts him into a worker boot
and puts her into a worker frock
and to it they both salute!
Tick tock, tick tock, goes the madness clock
It makes him think hes always right
and makes her learn how to make him talk
and never they change in the slight!
Tick tock, tick tock, goes the lunacy clock.
Telling both that happiness is how many birds they own
to take what they will, otherwise is a crock!
Swarm all they will, they remain all alone.
Tick tock tick tock
goes the hypnosis clock.
A poem I wrote after being inspired by a day at work.