The Key To The Door

It was autumn time
Furthermore, I was wholly debilitated
Was trying to find the key,
The key to the door
So that I can retire in harmony
Everyone rests after all,
then why can't I?
I muttered

Was feeling notably worn
I asked myself,
how can't I find it after all these chores?
As I sat down on the old vociferous floor,
I noticed something on the door
Alas! I found it, the key,
The key to the door was there,
where I omitted it!
So it happened to be my slip,
Oh, how crazy I was! I missed it

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