Confession
by
Richard Reed Jr
copyright 05-08-2006
Age Rating: 4 to 127
Oh Lord 'twas me who done it Sir
'Twas me and me alone
And though the fault I would transfer
To someone yet unknown
I done it Sir, the heinous deed's my own
I don't know what got into me
I surely meant no harm
I'm just a bad one sir ,'ti's me
Too soon I left the farm
I done it Sir, 'twas me I guarantee
I know it's broke' beyond repair
And sure you won't sleep well
So took 'aback by this affair
Is more than words could tell
I done it Sir and so in truth I swear
Now do your worst Sir, and be done
I do not care a lick
And my remorse is surely none
For see you here this stick?
I done it Sir, I done it Sir, I hit my first Home Run
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Boy, what I'm really ipmressed with, is how facile you are with meter and rhythm, especially in this poem where you use colloquial vernacular so easily. I picture, here, Tom Sawyer or Huck Finn. And you also capture the fear as well as the lighter side of dealing with our elders.