I Forgot
“I forgot” you say, when I inquire
As to why your
Pie was left to bake too long.
“I forgot” is your old song.
‘I just forgot’
“And why not?” you say.
“The day was hot, and you know what?
There were a lot of things to do:
Scrub a pot and fix a screw,
You cousin Dot arrived and flew,
So I forgot to watch the pie,
I forgot the reason why,
I forgot the stew,
The mending too.”
You stand still as days fly by,
And “I forgot”
Is all you cry.
“I forgot” you say.
But just let me forget a birthday
Or an anniversary,
Like an elephant I see
Your memory remember me.
It’s too bad that on the day you said “I do”,
“I forgot” did not occur to you.
So I stick it out from day to day,
Although I know that all you’ll say
When I get home is:
“I forgot.”
©I Forgot 55.2.2
A Sense Of The Ridiculous;
Arlene Corwin