1- Forgetful

Running passed my house

Racing down the street

Forgot to tie my shoe lace

I trip over my own feet


It’s a lovely Friday night

So much of the town to see

Forgot my wallet at home

My friend had to pay for me


New ideas blooming

I have lots to share and say

Forgot how to speak, mind is blank

The stage took my voice away


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