Where Is It
Where is that thing?
Where did it go?
I just had it a minute ago,
What’d it do take wing ?
I just don’t know.
I used it here then laid it down,
To tighten this dingy that was floppin around.
I know it is near ,did it fall to the ground?
I use it a lot for all it can do,
Plus I always know where it is too.
But now I forgot when I thought I knew.
It has to be still around where I stand
It’s layin here somewhere ,man.
Oh what the Sam Hill!
It’s still in my hand!
Copyright © Jack Eldridge | Year Posted 2018
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