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Anyone seen my glasses?

What did I do with my glasses?

I had them a minute ago

They’re always disappearing

I don’t know where they go

 

My eyes don’t focus without them

Now that me youth has gone

One of the things I’ve learned is

You don’t stay young very long

 

I waste so much time just searching

Can anyone tell me where?

I could be being useful

Or having a kip in the chair

 

I asked my wife to help me

With a roll of her eyes she said

Try where your hair used to be dear

They’re on the top of your head

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Jan 24, 2023
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