He Wears Me!

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He treats me like a wristwatch
a really neat trick,
he’ll glance at me occasionally
wind me up, and let me tick..

I let him get away with it,
I let him off the hook.
I tick away and wait for him
to throw that special look.

He treats me like a wristwatch,
he’ll use me to mark his time
and when there ‘s no need to hurry
he’ll sometimes let me chime.

I let him get away with it,
one day he’ll wind too much;
he’ll overstretch this spring of mine
by just one tiny notch.

He treats me like a wristwatch,
he wears me like a strap;
one of these fine days though
he’ll crank me up and then I'm gonna ... Sssnnaaap ****!!.