see??

Looking everywhere

 

I looked there, I looked here.

I even looked inside the biscuit jar;

I’ve lost my glasses. I’m in need.

I want them to read.

Is it under the bed?

Is it on the mud?

Or is it standing like a queen?

On my head so keen,

To see if I still remember her,

And how much do I care?

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