My forgetter's getting better,
But my rememberer is broke
To you that may seem funny
But, to me, that is no joke

For when I'm "here" I'm wondering

If I really should be "there"
And, when I try to think it through,
I haven't got a prayer!

Oft times I walk into a room,

Say "what am I here for?"
I wrack my brain, but all in vain!
A zero, is my score.

At times I put something away

Where it is safe, but, Gee!
The person it is safest from
Is, generally, me!

When shopping I may see someone,

Say! "Hi" and have a chat,
Then, when the person walks away
I ask myself, "Who was that?"

Yes, my forgetter's getting better

While my rememberer is broke,
And it's driving me plumb crazy
And that isn't any joke.

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