Looking for my Get-Up-and-Go

Diana E Backhouse

thebackhouses@tiscali.co.uk

My Get-Up-and-Go

Just got up and went

Which left, in my life,

A horrible dent.

I have tried to find it,

I’ve looked everywhere;

In the top attic

And under the stair.

How long it’s been gone

I’m not really sure;

For my lack of élan

It is the sole cure.

I can’t buy another

Whatever the cost,

So I must go and find it

Or else I am lost.

I’ll look in the gym

And perhaps in the pool,

With a bottle of tonic

To act as a tool.

I have to get fit

For some lustre I lack.

Please, Get-up-and-go,

Do hurry on back.

©2009 Diana E Backhouse

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