The hands of a clock,
Always have a stock,
Of,
Tick tock’s couple,
Ding Dong’s couple.
The hands together,
Bonded forever,
Moving with,
Couple of seconds,
Couple of minutes.
One hand following the other,
Said,
Without “U”,
I am just a meaningless
“cople”.
This Poem is Written for Poetry 101 Rehab: Couple.
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