Poem for My Clock To my alarm clock I promise to never ask "where?" I only will ask you "when?" And you seem to be partially aware That I prefer my numbers base-ten. But when alarmed, I've noticed, perhaps, You refuse to allow me to choose... It's always nine minutes elapsed, 'Til again you allow me to snooze.

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