It Wasn'T Me

This was inspired by a wonderful poem I read earlier today on the Forum 'Look what followed me home' by Paula Swanson. Hey mom it really wasn’t me, I’m not responsible for that, Just because I’m the only one here, It could have been the cat. Of course I went to school today, I‘m not inclined to roam. Just don’t repeat awful words , ‘Wait till your Dad gets home’ ‘So, someone must have done it, I don’t see what gives, No I don’t know who it could have been, I can’t say where he lives. It wasn’t me, it was like that when , it must have just fell down Someone must have eaten it, when no-one was around.’ ‘I’ll mow the lawn, I’ll paint the fence, I’ll tidy up my room, I’ll take the garbage to the bin, my rescued dog I’ll groom. Your staring eyes and plucked out hair are scaring me now Mom Oh please don’t tell and please don’t say, ‘Wait till your Dad gets home’