~THINGS I CANNOT FIND~

"They" come into my house
before the break of dawn
I look for my glasses
and find that they are gone

I know I left them on the table
right beside the chair
But when I go to get them
My glasses are not there

And while we're on the subject
What about that sock
Two went into the dryer
Who took one to hock

I think they are little intruders
That sneak in when it's night
They seem to hide my things
Oh, this woeful plight

The telephone is ringing
Whatever I'm doing
I'll set it down
But when I go back to my task
It's nowhere to be found

I go upstairs to get "it"
Whatever "it" was.....
I forgot
Downstairs I go
and when I get there.....
I seem to do this a lot

Now I'm catching onto this game
of "Things I Cannot Find"
It's not the "Things" they took away
I think they just took my "Mind"

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