Metronome
Metronome on my deskTakes a beating, makes a mess
I can’t hear it’s beating anymore
Its springs and pieces are on my floor
Springs and pieces on my floor
Are now blocking my only door
Kicked and shoved out of the way
I’ll clean them up some other day
Some other day
I’d rather play
So on the floor, they stay
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