Mike Martin Poet Ode

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Saint Anthony

They say you are the patron saint 
Of all things that are lost
Please help me to recover from
My efforts and my cost

I lost it at the racetrack 
And in a poker game
I lost it in a slot machine
Please help redeem my name

I lost it on my sister’s cat
And when I cleaned it up
I lost it on my sweet DeLilah
Please refill her cup

What’s that, you say?
These things don’t count?
Only real things, in any
Number or amount?

Haps you’ve seen my wallet then
My cell phone and my keys
These things I must recuperate
If you can help me, please 

While you’re out there looking
I’d have you also know
I’d have you keep an eye out for
My marbles and my eo-eo

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