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My forgetter's getting better,
But my rememberer is broke,
To you that may seem funny'
But to me it is no joke.

For when I'm "here" I'm wondering,
If I really should be "there",
And when I try to think it through,
I haven't got a prayer.

Sometimes I walk into a room,
And say why am I here,
I rack my brain but all in vain,
It's simply not in gear.

Now when I put something away,
Where it is safe, oh gee,
The person it is safest from
Generally, is me!

When shopping I see someone,
Say "Hi" and have a chat,
Then when that person walks away,
I ask myself "Who's that?"

Yes, my forgetter's getting better,
While my rememberer is broke,
And it's driving me plumb crazy,
And that isn't any joke.

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