Lost Glove
It’s getting cold and I’ve lost my glove
One hand gets warmth and the other no love
I’ve looked in the closet and under the couch
I’ll keep searching this place for I’m not a slouch
I’m looking through the stuff in my garage
Is that it in the corner?.......oh no, that's a mirage
I grab my coat and head for the door
Have I lost my glove forever more
No glove in sight and it’s time to leave
Take one guess at what’s in my sleeve (smiles)
Now both hands will feel woolly love
For I’ve just found the other glove
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