The Lost Book
I looked and looked
In every nook,
But I could not find the crook
Who had stolen my book.
I couldn't continue to write my story,
I was in fury
Because I was stuck in a state of frenzy
And my story was getting clumsy.
I looked and looked
In every nook,
But I could not find the crook
Who had stolen my book.
I couldn't continue to write my story,
I was in fury
Because I was stuck in a state of frenzy
And my story was getting clumsy.
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