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Book 37 Page 42
What me! Guilty, n---oo
I wouldnít hurt a fly.
Just look at this innocent face!
This is the kind of face that any mother would love!?
I donít have a mean bone in my body.
Why Ö I donít even know the meaning of Ďbad!
I was raised to be kind and to love.
Do these paws look red to you?
Iím telling you, Iím innocent.
And if Iím not, well Ö
may the good lord strike me down, /
throw my body into the deepest dungeon and
throw away the key.
Iím innocent Iím telling you,
as innocent as a baby in a cradle.
You do believe me,
© Written by Dominic John Gill www.poetry.net.au firstname.lastname@example.org 08/08/2004