So many lost things crowd my mind
Umbrellas which I've left behind
And every time I see my love
I end up with one more left glove
Look around, up and down
Maybe it's fallen on the ground
The spectacles are by the bed
The other pair are on your head
If it's lost don't dwell upon it
Maybe you are sitting on it
I'm glad we didn't change the locks
Enough trouble just changing clocks
And the odd sock, one more today
I've thrown the one with holes away
The chocolate bar I cannot find
Wrapper in bin, well, never mind
I've lost a lot but found some more
My toes find needles on the floor
After I've spent a sleepless night
Lost things are found in morning's light
The found scarf, label says pure silk
Finished the milk - I bought two milks
What pleasure finding keys for locks
My greatest joy, matching odd socks!
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