Where the hell is it
I’m sure I put it there
Right beside where I sit
In the old armchair
I know I had it not long ago
Are you sure you’ve not put it away
Just check it’s not under that throw
That’s where it was yesterday
I know I used it last
No need to raise your voice
Or rake up the past
And for your information
Yes I’ve been working late
But it’s that renumeration
That pays for this fancy estate
Will you stop whining
And come and help me look
Instead of just opining
About the time I took
Oh damn it all I’ve had enough
Stuff your casserole
Get over here and shift your stuff
And find that remote control!
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Author:
Tallisman (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 7th, 2022 15:56
- Comment from author about the poem: In having mental aberrations…..again!
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Comments8
Ok I’ve lost the darn thing…..again!
Happens to me all the time lately.
Keys mainly.
Don't think it's dementia cus I still know what they're for.
too real
opining or opinioning ? Enjoyed it anyway.
It was just friggin here. I dont remember throwing it
And that's exactly why i love reading your work when I've got time😊
Why thank you!
Ha ha ha! Hope now you have it!
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