Losing a Card

Every time I take a trip
I lose a card.

Sometimes it’s a debit card.
(Oh no! I can’t get any cash!)

Sometimes it’s a credit card.
(Oh no! I can’t run up more bills!)

But I’ve never had a trip
that didn’t ultimately end
in finding out, to my chagrin,

I’d lost a card.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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