The Final Lock
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Barry Middleton
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it is morning I'm not sleeping
I am talking to the clock
on the farm the farmer wakens
to the crowing of the cock
will I ever find salvation
before I hear the dreaded knock
all night long I pen my verses
many secrets I unblock
and I am not a bit concerned
for the poems are my rock
to guide my way to paradise
until I turn the final lock
the farmer's day is just beginning
he takes care to tend his flock
and so I say hello to morning
I say good morning to the clock
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