My forgetter is getting better,
But my rememberer is broke
To you that may seem funny
But, to me, that is no joke.
For when I am "here" I am wondering
If I really should be "there"
And, when I try to think it through,
I haven't 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 forgetter is getting better
While my rememberer is broke,
And it is driving me plumb crazy
And that isn't any joke!
Author Unknown
Sign Guestbook
View Guestbook
