Ignoring Your Own Advice

A word to the wise should suffice

And shouldn’t need spouting it twice.

It really makes sense

Unless you are dense

To follow your own good advice.

 

In my case, it’s all about ears,

For an earring, at times, disappears.

So I purchased some backs

Which lets me then relax,

Since to lose one is one of my fears.

 

In my home, though, I sometimes forget,

For a lost one’s not much of a threat.

I’d not planned to go out

But I did and, no doubt,

You can guess why I’m feeling regret.

 

Yes, one half of the pair that I wore

Slipped away on the street or the floor.

Though I searched where I’d been

With no luck, my chagrin

Is about that advice even more.