Where did they go?
Oh, what will I do?
If I do not find them,
it's over! I'm through!

They're not in my pocket.
They're not on the floor.
I never have had them
not with me before.

They're not on the roof.
They're not in the cat.
(To be honest...
I'm actually glad about that)

They're not in my sock
nor in the backyard.
What's up with my brain?
Why is this so hard?

I've looked all around.
My memory is hazy.
If I show up without them
they'll say that I'm crazy.

The game is now starting!
My thoughts are just garbles.
I don't get to play
'cuz I've lost my marbles.

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