Sterquilinium
Everywhere I go
I never fail to see
the two accusing hands
of the clock outstretched toward me.
From time to time I've torn them off
and left the clock-face bare
But then I find I can't abide
the dial's empty stare.
And so I damn the Swiss
(and their awful mortal lock)
that wretched race that gave the world
both Calvin and the Clock.
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Yes, but what about that poor wretch, Hobbs, eh?
Those pesky Swedes have at least that as a redeeming quality.
-Stan "the man" Visum
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