Sorry Is His Game
Whenever he does something he says"I'm sorry for this or that.
He always says he sorry even when I say I'm fat.
He also says he's sorry even when he's gone.
Always sorry even if he doesn't mow the lawn.
I tell him"hey sorry didn't do it you did".
If I'm not the blame he'll blame it on the kid.
Don't put the blame on anyone else.
Your the one that done it you yourself.
Well every man says he's not to blame.
Remember for better or worse we carry his name.
Teresa Skyles
Entered in Francine Roberts"Whatever you say dear"contest
Copyright © T.A. Skyles-Theoklapoet | Year Posted 2011
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