When visiting the battery basket
It’s just like looking for a gasket,
Or for a washer for the sink.
It always drives me to the brink:
I know I’ll find objects galore,
But not the one I’m looking for.
Sunday, January 20, 2013
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Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteWho among us has not felt this before?
I suppose there are a few, very few, extremely organized types for whom this poem does not resonate but, they are the rare ones.