Fooled Me

 

Fooled Me

Fooled Me

Just a bit ‘o silly

(and gee, I fergot how tuh rhyme…)

Looking for my wallet.
Hid it … where?
No one could find it.
Why, I even fooled me
Took 3 days to recover that wallet.
It was hidin’ in my sock drawer.
Fooled me.

Jes’ a minute, I can’t see
To read the fine print
On the medicine bottle.
Where are my glasses?
I hunt all over,
And turn things over,
Till people start laughin’ at me…
Well I stop and I wonder
And I scratch my head—
And there they are:
Perched atop of my head.
Fooled me.

Well I hid my belt to stop the kids
From usin’ it to snap it
And now I fergot where I hid that belt
And my pants won’t stay up.
I step over there and reach for the drawer
And my pants fall down and reveal my drawers.
And my face is on fire
’Cause I have no other belt.
Fooled me.

Well I can’t recall where I left my mem’ry;
I can remember the old but not the tem’pry.
I use anagrams but I can’t translate
For the letters just do not relate…
Fooled me.

It’s not that I’m old, it’s not that I’m rusted,
It’s just that my mem’ry can’t be trusted.
I repeat and repeat to mem-o-rize
But every single time I re-a-lize
That silly little trick is a trick on me—
Fooled me.

Fooled me again, it’s getting’ tire-some,
Got me feelin’ down, got me feelin’ glum.
Best keep my peace for the time be-un’
Lest people think that I am dumb.

Pardon me while I go on a hunt.
I gotta find what it is that I forgot,
Gotta find a clue, gotta get a start,
Gotta find out what it is that I thought…
Fooled me.

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Rated: Mildly amusing. But then, you get old, you have lapses. It doesn’t mean that you are becoming early cognitive dysfunctional. It probably just means that you have other things on your mind.
Well I did have. Now what was that…..?
Coffee? Ah! Coffee…Excuse me…

CREDITS: Top picture: http://www.charlottebracegirdle.co.uk/2010_photo_new-york-1932.html
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ottom, cartoon: http://www.clipartkid.com/clip-art-http-images-clipartpanda-com-hospital-clipart-confused-l8o4qn-clipart/

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Judge at 6th Rabindrinath Tagore Awards - International - English Poetry Contest Author of Ann, A Tribute, and Chasing a Butterfly, A story of love and loss to Acceptance with the poetry of Alzheimer's and poetry for everybody. Appears in anthologies in Canada, US, India, Mexico and Bolivia. Poetry in Ekphrastic Review and NWriteers International Networeworld Review. Member of Federation of BC Wrters, Royal City Literary Society, and Holy Wow Poets Canada. Member Writers International Network: Distinguished Poet, Distinguished writer.
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