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Lost My Voice

Lost my Voice When I woke up this morning, I found my voice had gone. It wasn’t where I left it, Something, was obviously wrong. I looked under my pillow and I looked under the sheet, No, not on my set of draws, What a mystery complete. Not beside the soaking glass, Where I keep my teeth, No sign of it by the cupboard, Or anywhere underneath. It may be in the Kitchen, Or dropped on the bathroom floor, I need to find it desperately, So that I can holler or roar. Please don’t ask no questions, Because I can’t tell no lies. I could always speak in semaphore, Or scribble down my replies. Just as I started to worry, My voice came back to me, It was exactly where I left it, How silly could anyone be.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 4/1/2018 4:07:00 AM
Very funny. It is good when we have a voice and/or when we find it. Otherwise we could not write poetry. Many wishes, Kai
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