Tick- Tock, Wretched Watch(A Fantasy)

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Jeremy often would daydream Of going back in a time machine Young widower, who'd lost his wife Would wish to bring her back to life. One day at work, in lunch-hour haste, He dropped his watch, ruining its face. The hands were stopped at 12 high noon Time to return to work, and soon! Next day, what a surprise in store! He found it was the day before! And time moved backward, day-by-day, 'Til he was with his precious Rae. Content to gaze in Rachel's eyes And listen to his darling's sighs. As time receded, every day, He knew he'd lose beloved Rae Go back to when his life was cruel And boys made fun of him at school His drunken father smacked his face And he relived his past disgrace. Oh, how he wished he could return To his old life, for which he yearned. be glad all daydreams don't come true They could become a curse to you!

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