where to go (standard:poetry, 122 words)
Author: Hypatia	Added: May 12 2001	Views/Reads: 3113/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
This is a weird Dr. Seusish ditty. I have no idea where in my mind it came from.

What am I doing here?  I have no clue.  Really I don’t.  What am I to
do?  I think I am searching for something, something I can't find.  If 
it doesn’t turn up soon, I’ll lose my mind.  I've looked in the 
basement.  I’ve looked in the attic.  I’ve looked in the living room.  
I’ve just about had it.  My eyes are so tired I barely can blink.  I 
have even looked in the kitchen sink.  What am I looking for?  I really 
can’t say, but I’ll keep looking anyway.  Maybe I’m searching for love 
or adventure or it could be something simple and small.  What if I’m 
just looking for a place to call home?  That doesn’t seem hard at all.


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