"Where is it at?" I asked of myself,
"Perhaps in the cupboard or up on a shelf."
I went and I looked, but it was not there.
"Why is it hiding? It just isn't fare!"
"Perhaps in the closet! I'll go take a look."
Nothing but clothing and a misplaced old book!
I looked in the junk drawer, sure it's in there,
But all that I found was junk and despair.
I looked behind objects and under the bed
I sneezed from the dust and then bumped my head.
I checked all my pockets, then looked in my desk,
"Nothing but lint and my desk is a mess!"
Leora came over, standing quite near
She whispered these words, right in my ear,
"You want inspiration, I'll give you a clue,
Turn you eyes inward, it's hiding in you."
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