Missing Keys

[Sydney47]

A/N: What if Marshall had been able to recite his entire poem to Sydney? This is the answer to that question. Enjoy.



Missing Keys



I’ve lost my keys.
Where are they?
Shouldn’t they be easy to find?
They jingle and jangle and ping together.
But with no one to help them move, they remain elusive.

I’ve lost my keys.
Where are they?
They open doors, unlock drawers;
They are the key to everything.
They are missing.
Help me find them.

I’ve lost my keys.
Where are they?
They’re bright and shiny like a brand new penny.
Some are jagged, some are quite smooth.
All of them together are something terrible to lose.

I’ve lost my keys.
Where are they?
Why haven’t they yet been found?
Without them, it’s like I’m chained up and bound.
Finding them will mean my release.
Find them quick. Hurry please.

I’ve lost my keys.
Where are they?
It seems like they’ve up and vanished without a trace.
Perhaps I’ve been searching in the wrong place.
Oh where are my keys?
Someone help me find them.

I’ve lost my keys.
Where are they?
I’ve been searching and scavenging everywhere.
I won’t rest until I find them, I swear.
Where could they be?
I’m getting tired of looking; someone show them to me.

I’ve lost my keys.
Where are they?
My search has turned up nothing.
Maybe I’ll never find them; maybe they’re truly gone.
I could make new keys to replace the old.
But it just won’t be the same.

I’ve lost my keys.
Please help me find them.



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[FuzziLizzi#47]

hahaha........that is sooooo neat........i had been wondering what Marshall would have said if he had finished his poem.........this was really very unique.......... ^_^

 

[secret_agent_angel]

that was awesome.
GO MARSHALL!!!!!!!!!!!
i would've loved to hear the actually poem
BUT that was pretty cool