.Autumn's coming in through the yard,
Marching like a grandfather clock.
The badges he wears are tattered and old,
Like shredded ribbons of bright read and gold.
His arms are stiff and they're sure they're in time,
Cause you can't slow a man with a pendulum down.
No, you.
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