Today I lost my keys
And got down on my knees
Dear God, I prayed, please help:
All I can do is yelp.
I ransacked desk and floor
And Christ did I get sore.
I gave up hope and search
And thought of Holy Church.
An angel smiled and showed me where
My old keys had been buried there:
Beneath my sheets, that's where they hid
To play tricks on my sleepless id?