The Plot has been lost
I'll never find it again
It's not scribbled on paper
or written in pen.
It's not in my head
or with my heart on my sleeve
It's gone running, gone walking
decided to leave.
The plot has been lost
It didn't leave me a note
Just some heartache, a headache
and a violin playing goat.
The plot has been lost
but I'm not sure i mind
because the plot that's been lost
is not mine to find.
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this is a stupendous poem! I like it.
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ReplyDeleteYes. I heartily agree.