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Oh, they said that the girl With the ivory curl Was : "as precious as treasure," (in public) And that hers was the world But the way it unfurled

BEAT THE CLOCK Lyrics to Leroy Anderson's timeless (?) tune : "Syncopated Clock" (April 2002) HEAR HERE : http://www.somethingstupid.plus.com/beattheclock.html When Stone Age Man first found his flint, He chipped that block and with a sideways squint, He harnessed his incendiary glint Declared : "No more shall I be skint, from now we'll flay upon the flames, We'll cook with clay, make culinary claims, To favour flavour in our stew, Be on cue for the barbecue." And so the newly seasoned seasons harvested every crop, With no small encouragement from minions who'd toil 'til they drop, From dawn 'til dusk and dusk til dawn, It's filling tills alone can fend off ills So render skills to tender bills, And glean thrills picking husk from corn Mask your scorn Though you're torn Charming chimes Telling times But my rhymes Won't bring nickels and dimes Nine to five Want to skive Or connive Other ways to survive Beat the clock Break the lock With a shock Kick the tick from the tock Pendulum Seems so glum So let's embrace a new rule of thumb We only THINK we need dinner, Success, these days, means showing that you're thinner, No one well-bred looks well-fed Those with most cred' all swing the lead In the twenty first century We should surmount past peptic penury It's up to us just IF we eat Watch cringing Chronos taste defeat