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• Lara Mayman, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2014

I tick and I tock,
I never do stop,
My straps are played with,
And all that travel I cop.

Every day of my life,
I stay on her wrist,
To change my time,
You need to give me a twist.

My face is all colours,
With lots of little dots,
My hands are always moving,
They never do stop.