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FMy grandfather's Gclock Was too lFarge for the Fshelf
So it Fstood ninety Gyears on the fFloor It was taller by Ghalf than the the Fold man himFself
Though it Fweighed not a Gpennyweights Fmore
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It was Fbought on the morn Of the Fday that he was Fborn
And was always his Dpleasure and Gpride But it sFtopped Gshort
FNever to go Fagain When the Fold Gman dFied
Verse 3: Ninety years without slumbering His life seconds numbering It stopped, short never to go again When the old man died Verse 4: My grandfather said that of those he could hire Not a servant so faithful he found For it wasted no time and had but one desire At the close of each week to be wound Verse 5: And it kept in its place, not a frown upon its face And its hands never hung by its side But it stopped short, never to go again When the old man died Verse 6: It rang and alarmed in the dead of the night An alarm that for years had been dumb And we knew that his spirit was pluming for flight That his hour for departure had come Verse 7: Still the clock kept the time with a soft and muffled chime As we silently stood by his side But it stopped short, never to go again When the old man died Verse 8: Ninety years without slumbering His life seconds numbering It stopped short, never to go again When the old man died