The alarm clock shrilled its heinous sound
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Which shattered my peaceful sleep.
My head, it ached and began to pound.
I fair began to weep.
My muscles clenched, my breath rasped in my throat
My eyes afire; they fairly bulged
"I'll fix you, O demon clock," I began to gloat
I snatched my shoe and fair did pound
On the clock which offended me
It kept on ticking with a most determined sound.
My weakened mind was filled with glee.
The blows they fell with vigor strong
Til pieces filled the air.
I bowed my head, I had done wrong.
I'd murdered my clock. Could that be fair?