Where did it go?
I looked high and low.
I looked above and below.
Have you seen it?
Someone's hiding it.
It's isn't fair.
How could they do that?
How do they dare?
Oh no, I found it I do declare.
I turned sixity, it's in this hole
way down there!
Bonnie L. Fry
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/here-lies-my-youth/
