Pardon Me
Forgive me as I excuse myself
I didn’t mean to bump into your shelf
It wasn’t really what I intended
I am just bruised and the shelf can be mended
I’m sorry I’ve knocked the table with my knee
I didn’t mean to do that and spill all that tea
I am not fit to be let out that is true
I seem to have trouble with everything I do
Please forgive me for all that I did
Sorry I knocked off your dustbin lid
I was just walking past and wham
I am so clumsy I know I am
Oops I’ve gone and done it again
I’ve just bumped your car what a pain
I didn’t mean to hit your car
I didn’t think I’d reversed that far
Copyright © Pamela Griffiths | Year Posted 2009
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