"Where Did I Put That Book?" genre: Rap
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	"I was reading a good book the other day/When some visitors came and I put it away/Near a vase or a case, or some other place/Of that well-read book I can find no trace."
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	Story Behind the Song This song came out of my playing around with an electronic rhyming dictionary. Lyrics WHERE DID I PUT THAT BOOK? I was reading a good book the other day When some visitors came and I put it away Near a vase or a case, or some other place Of that well-read book I can find no trace Distraught, I have thought, but I've come to naught Tried to track my lacking actions to the spot To protract the facts and then calmly react This growing perplexing distraction compact To find that book myself I betook I would look and look 'til my confidence shook I would check in every hook and crook Not a single nook would I overlook I would find that book if that book could be found With my book-finding prowess I would astound All my friends would be envious, with good cause "How to find any book" I'd expound, to applause Where that book could be could be anyone's guess Could it be in the dresser? No it's not in there, 'cause that wouldn't be fair To have put that book in with all that hair All that hair from my brush, I was in a rush When I lept down the stair to the basement where The old washer was pounding, its rhythm resounding Through the walls, the vents, and through the cement Foaming and groaning its frequent lament And stating with hate its severe discontent Where could I have put that book instead Maybe under the bed? I could see I'd need to get down on my knees Like a kid, so I did, heaven forbid! Wracked my brain in pain, craned my neck to check Nearly wrecked my back just try'na inspect Found a doll, a shawl, an old rubber ball A dried plum, a drum, some unused gum A bun, a bin, a bean, a swim fin A mint, a flint, and a dinosaur footprint Justified frown, turned the town upside-down Forsook my previous plans to bake cake Checked in every hook and crook for that book Dragged the lake, walked down by the brook at daybreak Not a single nook have I overlooked! I just had to sit for a little bit And muffled sounds of frustration emit That a misfit bit of writ should outwit A man so old and bold and controlled I was ready to quit, my defeat to admit To grab my shellac, a tack and a knapsack And bike or hitchhike or follow the train tracks Back to my knick-knack shack in the outback To buy an old black yak, build a haystack Snack on smackin' good hillbilly flapjacks To make like a jake banana and split, when Oh, here it is--right where I left it

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