A Puzzle’s Lament

A Puzzle dies a thousand times
if a single piece is lost.
For a thousand lives all reside
within a Puzzle’s box.

Can you even begin to imagine,
how a Puzzle must truly feel,
when a roll call is announced,
and one of its pieces, has failed to appear.

The Puzzle then stepped forward,
“A recount is hereby ordered,
For a lot people are gathering, and the box will soon be opened

The Puzzle then crossed its fingers
and the Picture, its two eyes.
Their fates now joined forever,
as all are counted, one last time.

See, the Picture just can’t hide,
a piece that has been lost.
So, unless it’s found quite quickly,
the Puzzle will just get tossed.