Tick Tock

Cara,

Tick-Tock, the clock on the wall
The buzzing sound from my springy ball
4:45 or as late as 5:00
Three hours more then off we drive
Tick-Tock, It’s only 4:00
One bubble I blow and then a few more
Tick-Tock, now it’s 4:30
Leonor walks by, I flip her a birdie
Tick-Tock, it’s 4:45!
It’s time to go, and I did survive!
31 Flavors, at last, at last!
Off we go, for a Cappuccino Blast!

With Love, Paul

July 29, 1996 – In fun.