History Repeats Itself
Four o' clockTick-tock on the block
A now dying market stock.
The dock
Has a clock
Stared at by the flock
While one is holding a glock.
Even a doc
During his walk
Can sense dangers knock
As the stock pursue a failed mock.
Please unlock
The history lock
We're in for a shock
By the again dying market stock.
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