What Was It? Poem by John Beaton
What Was It?
I know there's something I forgot.
I really had to bring that thing.
What was that thing I had to bring?
I know there's something I forgot.
I really had to bring that thing.
Without it I'll be high and dry…
or so I think. I don't know why
I really had to bring that thing.
Without it I'll be high and dry.
When I put on my thinking hat,
I do remember thinking that
without it I'll be high and dry.
When I put on my thinking hat,
I know there's something I forgot.
Alas, my head gets far too hot
when I put on my thinking hat.
I know there's something I forgot.
I really had to bring that thing.
What was that thing I had to bring?
I know there's something I forgot.
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5/12/2024 1:00:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Brilliant! Deserving of 1st place! And I forgot what else I had to write to you. John, it's also a welcomed relief. Thank you for the diversion.
Thanks, Richard. Glad you found it diverting. And lol about the forgetting!