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Book 17 Page 21

I’ve forgot my code

I’ve forgotten my code that lets me get my money from the bank.

O no, I’ve forgot my code and I’ve only got myself to thank.

Now was it the numbers of my birthday in reverse?

No that’s not it, “O dame, O hell!” I curse.

What about if I try my wedding anniversary date?

O it not that either, but then again I could have got it wrong.

How about, ‘open sesame,’ could this be my code.

Come on! come on! O no! third time unlucky.

O gosh, I’ve lost my code and now things are really getting hard,

cause the bloody machines has swallowed my card.

© Written by Dominic John Gill www.poetry.net.au  dominicj7@poetry.net.au Created on 4/25/00