Stop all the clocks? Surely you jest
They’re in everything, I can cover them at best.
The phone is turned off, this I can do
Even if it’s the first it’s been dark from new.
So now here we sit, apart from all life
The silence is total, it cuts like a knife.
Are you sure I can’t check the phone for a sec?
I promise to avert my eyes from the time
Here’s a bonus line, since that didn’t rhyme.