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Big Ben (poem 39)

October 1, 2010
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Big Ben, Big Ben,
what is the time?
All the watches have gone away,
but you’re here to stay.

Big Ben, Big Ben,
keep standing tall and straight,
so all of us can clearly see
your patience in our blur of activity.

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