I misplaced my nose
now I cannot smell
I misplaced my nose
now I cannot see
no landing pad
for my glasses
I misplaced my memory
no landing pad
for my past
I misplaced my heart
not to worry
Always room for a landing
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Author:
Berthold Lippel (
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- Comment from author about the poem: More craziness caused by the Tucson heat....
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I like it a lot!
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