It Had To Be the Dog
It wasn't my fault the house burned down,
When it started I was far, far from home
How was I to know it would turn out like that?
I was way down by the creek, writing a poem...
I'm not to blame that the response was slow,
That the road had been closed for repair....
If the firemen had come in quick time
I wouldn't be crying, " NOT FAIR!"
You have no proof I'm responsible,
Just because I was there for a time..
It could have been the dog that did it,
I swear I'm not responsible for this crime.
I will show no remorse, at least not right now
And I will continue to hotly deny
I think living with Grandma will be cool....
Gee Dad, that's not a very nice reply....
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2010
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