I found the missing boots
they were behind in the closet
where they belonged
I need sense or I posit
that my hubby and I
could not find the waders
tearing - looking
all over for the evaders
where will it all lead
to the grave we heed
I cry and laugh - so minute
this scheme of nil - en route
Walk the dog - clear the mind
smile - you are one of a kind
on the mindless morning where I found the boots
maybe it was the elf in cahoots
with the house to teach me a lesson
end of this crazy - story - session!
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