He runs by in his little red vest
He never ever stops to rest
He checks his pocket watch, not once but twice
And never stops to give advice
Hs white fur bobbs as her runs
He never stops from moonlight, to sun
"I'm late i'm late" he begins to cry
"If in not there i will surely die"
He passes by you with great speed
And never takes the time to speak
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