It's Not My Fault.

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Poetry by Bern.

It’s Not My Fault.

 

I have told everyone that it is not my fault,

Your stupidity, you know that you were caught.

You should not have tried to put the blame on me,

I was at home eating my afternoon tea.

To Rattle you know you yes you are much too slow.

All that rattle have to be very much on the go.

I would suggest the next time you want to rattle,

Go to a large farm and play with the cattle.

Or buy yourself a large round ball.

Offer it to the next person to call.

 Forget that silly old rattle,

Don’t go to a farm to play with cattle.

Come around to me at my house.

We can both play with my family mouse.

My family mouse love to come to have tea,

If I bring a guest they will be happy you will see.

Mice would understand why you wanted that old rattle.

They would not understand your wanting to do battle.

Everyone knows now that it was not my fault.  

You were very lucky not to have been taken to court.

 

Bernard Shaw.

 

 

More nonsense for my Indimate in old Calcutta India.

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