Clockwork Beat

I scrambled right off the duvet and onto the smooth wooden nightstand! There was a shiny round alarm clock ticking away with the steadiest little rhythm—tick, tack, tick, tack! I couldn't resist. I planted my feet, tapped my heels against the wood, and matched every single click. My rhythm was flawless until my elbow bumped the top button and set off a tiny metallic ring! That startled me into a wobble, but wow, what a fun morning beat!