Gone For Good

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 Tanka Tuesday #221

prompt words: search and lost (synonyms only)

 

Rummage all you want

The misplaced keys are long gone

Missing from the bag

Toddler playing pulled them out

And flushed them down the toilet

 

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  1. Trent McDonaldApril 13, 2021 at 1:38 PM

    lol, yes, the title says it all... At least with my lost keys they will eventually be found. On the other hand, I'm the only one to blame.

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    1. LisaApril 13, 2021 at 3:50 PM

      I "lost" mine a few days ago. I'd put them down with the puppy's harness and leash, and it was only because he was going out with me I found them so quickly. That's when I noticed the key chain was missing my beloved tiny red Kong dog toy attachment. I had a spare though!

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  2. D.L. FinnApril 13, 2021 at 9:30 PM

    This definitely brought back some memories! Good one :)

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    1. LisaApril 13, 2021 at 9:42 PM

      Thanks! I haven't had a toddler in a long time, and I don't recall mine flushing anything, but I hear it happens a lot! They are fascinated with toilets! My oldest liked to go into store restrooms to see the urinals!

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  3. LisaApril 19, 2021 at 8:04 PM

    Who knows, they may show up someday somewhere you least expect them. Or, if you don't live in the house, the residents might wonder why there are keys jammed up the toe kick of the cabinets!

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  4. Pat RApril 19, 2021 at 10:02 PM

    LOL! So funny. Those keys are on a whole new journey🙂. This made me laugh.

    Pat

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