Forgetful

By: Cate Lui

There I see

The tiny lead

There before me

On my bed

How stupid could I be?

Looked for this lead

For the hours three

Which was On top of my cuddly ted

It is good that I found it now

How could it hide for such a long time

I could maybe give it a bow

As I start chewing my lime

Lalala fiddle dee dee

Oh no where is my pencil

Where could it be

How can I use the lead without the pencil?