Quest for Glasses

I cannot find my glasses.
I can't find them anywhere.
I felt around the table
And I reached beneath the chair.



They weren't by the kitchen sink
Or in the Frigidaire.
And if want to scan the stove
I'll need the second pair.



Alas they did not show up
In the dish rack or the blender
Where I feared I may have dropped them
On a Margarita bender.



They weren't on the nightstand
Nor were they in the shower.
I cannot find them although
I've been looking for an hour.



At last, in blind frustration
I sat down on my bed
And went to tear my hair out
When I found them on my head.



So this NEVER can happen to you, here's a chain.  (For your glasses.  Not for you.)