By Curious George
A friend came up to me one day,
While I was searching life away.
No sooner had I done much more,
Than they asked what I was searching for.
And to their question, I replied:
That which I cannot find.
Again they passed me by one day,
While I was searching life away.
No sooner had I done much more,
Than they asked what I was searching for.
And to their question, I replied:
That which I cannot find.
My friend came up to me one day,
While I was idling life away.
No sooner had I done much more,
Than they asked what I'd been searching for.
And to their question, I replied:
That which I could not find.
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