Placed on a beautiful, craved table,
A huge old musical clock I am,
Sturdy and stable,
Standing in the museum hall, I hum.

A puppet band is there to chime,
Out the correct time.
Every hour when the band master gives a beat,
Out comes music sweet.
A puppet man with a hammer to hold,
Announces the time to the world.
Out comes a cuckoo from its suite,
To sing the time in a voice so sweet.
 
Around me the visitors gather,
Around me, the children gather.
They look with awe and surprise,
And talk about my huge size.
Hour after hour people wait,
To hear the time I state.