Marbles, marbles! I've lost my marbles.
I don't know where they are.
I know I had them recently,
So they can't have gotten far.
Blast it all! My marbles.
Where have I gone and left them?
I used them just the other day.
I was glad I'd had them then.
I do this all the time, you know.
Lose my marbles, is what I mean.
And every time I get them back,
I find that more are missing.
So now I have a handful left,
Nowhere near what used to be.
And there I see a screw that's loose,
That's all I bloomin’ need.
Copyright © Gavin Lottering | Year Posted 2019
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