A drop of hour

Oh Time! spilling like water,
I am not a little surprised
Running all the headquarters,
just to get a drop of time.

It's not a resource to be wasted,
but a moment to be faced
and used to raise
one's praise.

Time is a moral,
needed for The Laurel
So, make it structural,
to spend with the numeral.

Guard it to get the crown,
not only for you
but also for your town,
to live peacefully on homeground.

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