Forgetter Beforgotten

Forgetter BeForgotten

My forgetter's getting better,

But my rememberer is broke

To you that may seem funny

But, to me, that is no joke

for when I'm 'here' I'm 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 the hell was that?

Yes, my forgetter's getting better

While my rememberer is broke,

And it's driving me plumb crazy

And that isn't any joke.

CAN YOU RELATE???

Please send this to everyone you know

because

I DON'T REMEMBER

WHO I SENT THIS TO!

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  • Excellent, Anthony! Thanks for this, made me smile. Trouble is, one is left wondering whether to blame the onset of senility or our medication. Reckon I'll plump for the medication, at least then there is some hope of improvement!

    Ayla

  • Thats brill Anthony,wish Id done it sooooo true!

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