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I Forget....
Today is the day I'll start anew,
I'l get out there and try to woo
a pretty darling on the town.
Oh where oh where is my left shoe?
In this home I've felt quite trapped
Like shakkels on wrists and ankles wrapped
but today I'll be free and that's quite keen
Now if only I can find the town mapped...
Where are my trousers? Where is my shirt?
If I can only get organizaed I can finally assert
my right to freedom, I'm not senile!
But now I must sit because my feet hurt.
How I miss the good old days,
when you and I could always gaze
into each other's dull, sweet eyes.
It seems that everything else is a haze.
Unforgettable, but I almost forgot
the Sunday I bought you a forget me not.
You smiled you smile, and kissed a kiss
All I remember is you.
Edit: sorry for missing writing challenges #2-41. I have to stock up on creativity.
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