The Dandelion Clock?

The dandelion puff is a very queer clock
It doesn't say tick, and it doesn't say tock.
It hasn't got a cuckoo: it hasn't got a chime
And I really don't think it can tell me the time!
My sister had told me of this rhyme, now I don't know if the version more commonly seen is the pukka one, or whether the above, slightly politically incorrect one is the original. I suppose it really doesn't matter an iota.
Any road up, I found this blighter in the garden today when the dog was having a medicinal feed of grass. I plucked it, to put in the bin, but thought it would be an O.K. blip. One of our neighbours, the verger, has a wonderful colony of Dandelions, and if I still had a mower, I would at least get rid of the flowers before they set seed. I am actually doing a bit of clock watching today, as our number 1 daughter went into labour last night. Mrs.5 is with her as a birthing partner. I of course am at home, doing really useful things like washing lots of towels and sheets, and heating huge pans of boiling water. I did call around the maternity ward with a bacon butty for Mrs 5, and a turkey salad barmcake for Kathryn. I will update later.