My forgetters getting better, But my rememberer is broke To you that may seem funny But, to me, that is no joke For when Im here Im wondering If I really should be there And, when I try to think it through, I havent got a prayer! Oft 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 Is, generally, me! When shopping I may see someone, Say Hi and have a chat, Then, when the person walks away I ask myself, who was that? Yes, my forgetters getting better While my rememberer is broke, And its driving me plumb crazy And that isnt any joke.
Posted on: Sat, 23 Aug 2014 05:52:43 +0000