M, F

Miss Forgetful.

Oh my goodness, where can they be?
Has anyone seen them?
Will someone help me?
I know I had them at half past two.
Cause that's when I read 'Jack and Jill to you.

Oh my goodness, I'm losing my mind.
Class if you would, help me to find.
You know without them I can't read a book.
Please check your desks, come help me look.

Oh my goodness, I've two more classes.
Has anyone seen them, my silver grey glasses?
They're not with that book that I've just read.
Miss, oh Miss, they're on top of your head.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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