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Clock, n.
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A machine of great moral value to man, allaying his concern for the future by reminding him what a lot of time remains to him.
[A busy man complained one day]
A busy man complained one day:“I get no time!” “What's that you say?”
Cried out his friend, a lazy quiz;
“You have, sir, all the time there is.
There's plenty, too, and don't you doubt it—
We're never for an hour without it.”
Purzil Crofe.
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