My Forgetter

My forgetter's getting better but my rememberer is broke,
To you that may seem funny but, to me, that is no joke.
For when I'm "here" I'm wondering If I really should be "there",
And, when I try to think it through, I haven't got a prayer!

Often times I walk into a room, say "what am I here for?"
I wrack my brain, but all in vain a zero, is my score.
At times I put something away where it is safe, but, Gee!
The person it is safest from, generally, is me!

When shopping I may see someone, say "Hi" and have a chat,
Then, when the person walks away I ask myself, "who the heck was that?"
Yes, my forgetter's getting better while my rememberer is broke,
And it's driving me plumb crazy and that isn't any joke.

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