Lost In the Back of My Car
I lost it in the back of my car.
I need to know: Where is it?
I've looked high, low, near and far,
and I'm really beginning to miss it.
I looked under the seat.
Lots of quarter and pennies I found.
I just can't figure where it could be,
if it isn't anywhere around.
I've looked all day and all night.
Yet I've ended where I'd begun.
All shall never again be right,
for my innocence is done.
Copyright © Anna Makoujy | Year Posted 2006
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