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by B.L. McKIN

Created on: December 23, 2008 Last Updated: December 27, 2008

The Circadian rhythm is the clock of all time

Tick tock sweep the beat

Another insomniacs rhyme

My day is the night, my sun is the moon

Its six p in the evening, and I'm waking up soon

This is the part where the dusk starts my dawn

A splash on my canvas , seven a.m. and I yawn

Circadian rhythm the clock of all time

Tick tick top see- turv- ve

Cant sleep but its fine

I'm woke while they sleep

Its Insomniac online
With a click on the mouse
I'm the king of the house
Punch drunk without drink nor wine
Inflated on Helium , while tapping on keys
I own it, cause the night is mine
Yep
The Circadian rhythm is the clock of all time

Tick tock sweeps the beat

Of another insomniacs rhyme

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