Really Dim

I'd left it on the table beside a pile of crap Fairly sure I'd left it there really quite certain of that But sometime a little later when I went to get my phone I couldn't find the fecker the thing had only gone Confused as hell I panicked ran up and down the stairs Perhaps I left it in the car So then I searched out there This awful fear pervaded me a realisation dark and grim Some scumbag had robbed me phone I felt stupid, somewhat dim Only one last chance I thought a small chance you'd agree I'd phone my own number perhaps that was the key Imagine how daft I looked standing in the hall The phone gripped in my hand was mine after all