When the old man was about to die
The old lady was crying always
Old man, if you die, I want to be a ghost
With you I die also
The old man dies one day
The old lady hadn't joked
Why did the old man die?
The old man was almost clear why
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I have a sort of clock
left behind by my ancestors
it has a cuckoo in one of them
how wonderful is it
When i look one time
The clock has stopped
cuckoo wake up
....the cuckoo is dead
The clock doesn`t strike anymore
The time is 12 sharp
My God, what does it mean
I wonder the mark X?
If the cuckoo knows
Or, to say, Knew
For his cuckoo to sing
I think he wouldn`t have died
It sings again
Sharp at 12 sharp
I think it means something anyway
This mark X
It gets tired at a time
Noone knew
That even the cuckoo dies
Even if it's out of clay