Out of Cluck

In my kitchen, an old-fashioned timer

Keeps track of my coffee pot’s perk.

I wind it and eight minutes later,

The pot has completed its work.

The timer is shaped like a chicken;

It ticks as the minutes elapse,

Then rings to announce its completion,

Technology prior to apps.

Yet this morning, my chicken stopped tickin’;

Its mechanics have chirped its last cluck,

So I kept a close watch on my coffee - 

Guess Alexa would never get stuck!