These, misplaced, things, nobody knew, where they’d, all gone, just that, they’re, all, gone!
These, misplaced, things, of almost, NO importance to us, and yet, we’d, stressed ourselves over them, because, we HATE, losing things, it feels, as though, someone or something’s playing a BAD trick on us, taking our items away, making them, vanish, and it, drives us, CRAZY…
These, misplaced, things, where do they go? Perhaps, that LOST and NEVER FOUND box in, an alternative, reality (maybe?), one thing’s for sure, we’re not, gonna, find it again.
These, misplaced, things, they DRIVE you crazy, don’t they? Having, NO recollection of where you’d put them, with the when, where, AND the how of where they’d, gone.
These, misplaced, things, they’re, easily replaced, it’s what they meant to us, that can’t, ever be, replaced………
Life, the Obstacle Course 