RULED BY THE CLOCK.

Sleeping mouth open she wakes to the clock

Hits the freezing cold that gives her a shock

Sticks on the fire that she almost sits on

Before she knows it ten minutes have gone.

Frantically sticks on her clothes really quick

Gulps down her tea she’s got no time to think

She brushes her hair and gets her face right

Then runs out the door she’s leaving things tight.

Ruled by the clock

It’s a matter of time

She’s ruled by the clock

If she’s late it’s a crime…

She’s ruled by the clock.

Enters the office she’s two minutes late

The mirror tells her her hair is a state

She sits herself down and then spots the boss

He studies his watch and then walks across.

Every day this week you’ve been late

You don’t get a job laid out on a plate

This girl is your very last chance

Why don’t you watch the clock’s tiny hands?

The morning drags slowly watching the clock

She doodles for hours her mind takes a walk

Why does the lunch hour disappear so fast

And the afternoon seems to always last?