'The time has come,' the walrus said
but all the cuckoo clocks had fled.
'Never a moment's rest' cried he
and chased them all upon the sea.
'Time must behave' the walrus croons
under the sympathetic moon.
She solemnly reflects his tears
and listens to his deepest fears.
Her smiles as she looks with glee
at clocks cavorting in the sea
are no less mild than the glance
upon his tusked countenance
as, gently herding clocks, she led
the saddest walrus back to bed.
I like this. Silly pinniped.
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