Poetic Germaneness

Wow. I clearly have far too much time on my hands, though I've recently taken some steps to reduce it. Steps that don't involve sleep. However, I did find myself searching about with serious intent for some employment legislation when what to my wondering eyes should appear but this gem, brought to me by the magic of Google.

Time Clock

I bought a time clock
And put it in my house
And I punch in and out
At various times through the day

In the morning I wake up and shower
And then take my card and punch in
And then I make my breakfast
Get dressed and go out for a walk

Then I play tennis and then maybe I write a comic book
Then in the late afternoon, I punch out

Go out and eat some popcorn
While I’m seeing a moive
Come home and punch in my time card
And then call my friends down in Texas

It’s good to have a time clock
Installed on the wall of your house
I punch in whenever I want to
And punch out when it feels right

Sometimes I forget to punch in, before I start reading
reading or kissing someone
Then I go back and write in the time,
and beside it I write my initials

I’m happy with my time clock
That I have in my house
I punch in and out
At various times through the day

Anyone who's ever experienced a time clock before must have some appreciation for that. I think it's awesome and I usually won't touch a poem that was written since Dylan Thomas died. Or maybe Frost.

I got it from here and the author seems to have a whole slew of them here though the few I flipped through weren't nearly as good. So far as I can tell, her name is Becky; if I can get the name in full for the purposes of a full citation, I shall.