As Fredfish is standing at the Pearly Gates, he notices a huge wall of clocks behind St Plumbob.

Fred asked, "What are all those clocks?"

Plum replied, "Those are tale clocks, every time someone tells a fish tale, the hands on their clock move."

"Oh! Whose clock is that?" Fred says pointing.

"That's my clock, it's hands have never moved."

"Wow! And whose clock is that next to yours?"

"That's Greg’s clock, it's hands have only moved twice."

Fred looks to his left and that one over there who’s clock is that moving every 5 minutes.

Plum gives it a look see, oh that belongs to Saw1 down there in California.

Wow says Fred, and there to the right who’s is that looks like the seconds are just clicking away.

Nice fellow over West Virginia way called Wv Mike.

Fred knowing he has shared a story or two and feeling a heavenly breeze on the back of his neck just had to ask: Where’s my clock?"

Plum replies, " Look up we're using it as a ceiling fan"

As Fredfish is standing at the Pearly Gates, he notices a huge wall of clocks behind St Plumbob.

Fred asked, "What are all those clocks?"

Plum replied, "Those are tale clocks, every time someone tells a fish tale, the hands on their clock move."

"Oh! Whose clock is that?" Fred says pointing.

"That's my clock, it's hands have never moved."

"Wow! And whose clock is that next to yours?"

"That's Greg’s clock, it's hands have only moved twice."

Fred looks to his left and that one over there who’s clock is that moving every 5 minutes.

Plum gives it a look see, oh that belongs to Saw1 down there in California.

Wow says Fred, and there to the right who’s is that looks like the seconds are just clicking away.

Nice fellow over West Virginia way called Wv Mike.

Fred knowing he has shared a story or two and feeling a heavenly breeze on the back of his neck just had to ask: Where’s my clock?"

Plum replies, " Look up we're using it as a ceiling fan"