Ignoring Your Own Advice
A word to the wise should suffice
And shouldn’t need spouting it twice.
It really makes sense
Unless you are dense
To follow your own good advice.
In my case, it’s all about ears,
For an earring, at times, disappears.
So I purchased some backs
Which lets me then relax,
Since to lose one is one of my fears.
In my home, though, I sometimes forget,
For a lost one’s not much of a threat.
I’d not planned to go out
But I did and, no doubt,
You can guess why I’m feeling regret.
Yes, one half of the pair that I wore
Slipped away on the street or the floor.
Though I searched where I’d been
With no luck, my chagrin
Is about that advice even more.
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