Wherefore art thou, kitchen scissors?
Here today, gone... later today.
We use you, abuse you, cover you in gunk,
expecting you to be forever ready for use.
This dishwasher cycle I swear will be the last,
though it is not, for you are again sullied.
So versatile - this may have been your downfall.
Where have you gone? I need you! Please come back...
All this time spent fruitlessly searching.
Did somebody take you? I blame the boys...
Do you not care that you are needed for 'very important work'?
It's all your fault. How dare you be so handy?
Oh wait, there you are... you were just hiding.