ClockWork

NO SHE IS NOT A DOG OR A RABBIT OR A DRAGON SHES PART OF AN ORGINAL SPECIES I WAS WORKING ON THEN FORGOT ABOUT I STILL DONT REMBER THE NAME 

*Cough* ahem 

Clockwork, Its just as well. 
A perfect system,
Ticking in harmony. 
Colored like rust,
But soft to touch. 
Hair like copper wire, 
Shines bright in the day. 
Eyes of gold, 
They glisten in cheer. 
Clockwork, Oh ClockWork.
Where have the years gone? 
ClockWork, Oh ClockWork. 
A machine with a mind of its own, 
I give you this key, 
and bostow upon you this brass watch.
You shall rule this kingdom one day,
Shall you forget me, 
I give you my oilcloth, 
To wear as a hankercheif. 
ClockWork, Oh ClockWork.
Where has the love gone? 
The red king spares no one. 
ClockWork, Oh ClockWork. 
Todays the day, 
Ah well its just the same.