I lost my glasses
Where'd they go
I checked up high
I checked down low
I searched the couch
I searched the chair
I searched the places
That seemed most fair
I checked the shelf
I checked the floor
I checked the room
Then one room more
I looked by books
I looked by shoes
I looked so hard
I lost my clues
I searched the kitchen
I searched the sink
I searched so much
I couldn't think
The clock went tick
The clock went tock
I searched each drawer
I checked each box
I peered through piles
Of shirts and socks
I searched around
The flower pots
No luck here
No luck there
Nothing hiding
Anywhere
I searched upstairs
I searched below
I searched the spots
Lost treasures go
My feet grew tired
My face grew red
I flopped down weary
Upon my bed
Then something shiny
Caught my sight
A little gleam
A flash of light
I lifted up
A pillow spread
And there they were
Beside the bed
My missing glasses
What a cheer
They'd been sitting
Quietly here
All that searching
To and fro
For something
Just a step below
I grabbed them quick
The world turned clear
Found you at last
You sneaky pair
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