Second Thoughts

The hour and minute hands are here

We’re having second thoughts,

While he’s allowed to tick so fast

We have to wait and halt

To move a tiny bit around

The face of one to twelve,

Why does he get to leap and bound

While we wait for the chance

To bump just one step closer

And to make the hour advance?

The minute hand and hour hand

Would like to voice complaint.

We’re bored of waiting every day

We’re tired of our restraint.

The little hand has all the fun

You know, he ticks us off!

We’re telling you, we’d like to quit

We’re having second thoughts.