tick tock goes the clock
above the the avian cemetery
tick tock goes the clock
all the flesh shaven corpse are merry
tick tock tick tock goes the clock
their laughter mocks the living
who are yet to cross the ferry
tick tock tick tock goes the clock
every crow becomes unburied
tainted doves flock the cemetery
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make sure thy doors are locked
there is but a minute left; be weary
do not linger do not tarry
or thou shall find these birds to be quite dreary
tick tock tick tock tick tock goes the clock
cover thy mouth with a sock they may hear thee
can thou hearest them? they're quite scary
and will pluck thy eyeballs just like cherries

can'st thou make it through the dreadful witches hour?
filled with wretches such as these?

tick tock
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goes the clock above the avian cemetery