Blame
I'd only finished up my tea
when Terry grabbed the handle.
The little bastard quick to squeeze
the soap just like a vandal.
When off I yelled to "Stop that way
-for being much too rude.
When he would say "It's just that way"
and "Suck it; you dumb dude".
To which I said "You're right; you know;
not everyone's the same".
And told him I'd come back again
despite my need to blame.
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2018
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