My Forgetter's Getting Better 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 "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 driving me plum crazy And that isn't a joke! Author Unknown