It

Does ‘it’ exist?
Should I persist?
To chase ‘it’ down,
All through the town.
What is its shape?
Is ‘it’ a grape?
Or coffee cup?
Oh, I give up!
No one will say,
By the way,
What ‘it’ looks like,
When ‘it’ will strike.
Have I missed ‘it’?
Has ‘it’ split?
Please help someone, 
Before it’s gone.
Where could ‘it’ be?
Will I ever see?
Or recognise?
Will ‘it’ surprise?
Does ‘it’ appear during the night?
To give me a gigantic fright,
Or maybe just throughout the day?
For that I am prepared to pray,
I’m almost done, I cannot cope,
This thing called ‘it’, I live in hope.
Do you know what?
Almost forgot,
It’s time to play.
Leave ‘it’ today!

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