Please forgive me, Shel Silverstein

(AN: Oooh, Award-Winnig poetry! This poem got me an Honorable
Mention at High Point University, the most prestigous college in High
Point!)

Please Forgive Me Shel Silverstein

I need a blank disk for tomorrow's project!
Where oh where are they? This defies logic!
I only need one, not a flipping score!
Wait, I bet some are behind that closet door&;#8230;
As I start to rummage, things are hurled through the air:
A navy blue sweatshirt, some flowered underwear,
My Cinderella costume circa 1996,
Empty cardboard boxes that once contained Trix ,
Old term papers, 6th through 8th grade,
Some Popsicle stick picture frames my brother must have made,
Letter to Santa Claus I still have to send,
My baby pictures my parents are saving for my first boyfriend (Must
burn&;#8230;),
Some 7-year-old wrinkled notebooks, two old Donna Summer LPs,
Three blood stained white t-shirts (huh?) and a faded pair of
Lee's,
A Bunsen burner and three flasks of clear acetate,
A quite randy beaver looking for a mate (get off my leg!),
Purple roller blades with silver and black laces,
Old testimonies from my daddy's legal cases (boring),
A puffy blue jacket, a deflated inflatable bed,
Some 2,000-year-old Chinese Dragon head (what the&;#8230;),
Hunter Green rolly luggage, highlighters galore,
Edger Allen Poe's book of old forgotten lore,
Fluorescent green poster paper and a broken bar stool,
This endless goose chase is making me feel like a fool!
Why can't I just find a floppy? I'm about to cry.
I'll just go back to my computer, sit, and sigh.
UGH! If I don't find a stupid disk soon, I'm going to die!
Wait? What's that gray thing there? Oh my&;#8230;
There's a disk in my A drive! Tomorrow I'll be fine!
Yeah Dad? That mess near the closet? Nope, that's not mine!