The clock tower rings,
heard across the land.
Good fortune it brings,
to those who understand.
Understand what they ask,
explaining is useless.
It's such a daunting task,
talking to the clueless.
Repetition of my words,
drives me insane.
Sheep in herds,
a rubber brain.
Yes...oh.. yes... I think you got it,
and thanks for the nightmare.
The light was never lit,
perhaps the head is full of air.
Nevermind.
*S*