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My Forgetter


My forgetter's getting better but my rememberer is broke,
To you that may seem funny but, to me, that is no joke.
For when I'm "here" I'm wondering If I really should be "there",
And, when I try to think it through, I haven't got a prayer!

Often times I walk into a room, say "what am I here for?"
I wrack my brain, but all in vain a zero, is my score.
At times I put something away where it is safe, but, Gee!
The person it is safest from, generally, is me!

When shopping I may see someone, say "Hi" and have a chat,
Then, when the person walks away I ask myself, "who the heck was that?"
Yes, my forgetter's getting better while my rememberer is broke,
And it's driving me plumb crazy and that isn't any joke.

CAN YOU RELATE???

Nuts, I don't remember who I sent this to..........



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