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 Category:  Humor Poetry
  Posted: October 15, 2019      Views: 289
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Barb works at the local food bank volunteering her time at the country market. Barb has lived just about every profession there is to do. She has had a wild ride in her lifetime and uses poetry to tell everything. She is a cancer survivor. She hates - more...

She is an accomplished poet and is currently at the #64 spot on this years rankings.

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Chapter 85 of the book 2019 part 4
just for fun
"I'm Innocent, I Tell You" by Barb Hensongispsaca
I didn't do it, I've been framed!
I'm innocent of what I'm blamed.
There is no witness to attest
to what I did, it's just a guess.

When old Miss Cora lost her bird,
she said 'twas me, she gave her word.
She said she saw me at the door
with feathers flying as she roared.

Mean Mr. Johnson swore a curse.
He said he'd hurt me, maybe worse.
He said Charlene gave him ten kits.
He said 'twas mine, he threw a fit.

Then kind old Mrs. Weathersnipe
began to whine, complain and gripe.
She said I took her piece of ham,
I had to run, I'm on the lam.

I had a fight with Butch next door.
I really gave that dog what-for ...
five stitches 'cross his big wet nose.
So now no problems does he pose.

But there's no witness to that act.
His word 'gainst mine and that's a fact.
Except that blood trail led to me;
now, no one wants me running free.

I'm innocent, I tell you true.
These officers don't have a clue.
But, then again, I will admit,
that my Charlene played hard to get.

She kinda craved some ham and bird,
and even though, sounds quite absurd,
what Charlene wants, my Charlene gets.
The best puss cat I've ever met.


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