Losing it
No, I’m not bamboozled.
I’m scurried and confuzled
and very slightly muddled
(as some might say,’ confuddled’)
and the ooze, I’d say, is oozing
though the mud is pretty firm
and some say that I’m losing
but others say I’m . . . erm . . .
holding all my marbles
in a fragile little bag
which plainly isn’t garbled
but has begun to sag.
Helena Nelson