When, once more, I AM unjustly accused,

Pre-poem:

I get what I’m sure I deserve; (pause) toThinkOtherwise’dMean: I’VE SOME NERVE?

AndToThink I’dCALL THAT unfair? Even though I wasn’t there.

“The one who serves theMOST’s gotTheBestSERVE.”

El Poem:

I get told “You’re unkind,” when my only intent,

HasBeenToShowHowMuchIloveYOU;

When, once more, I AM unjustly blamed,

But, of course, I’m sure, I shall never lose,

Those people who will blame me, blame me WHEN,

I only love&cherishTHEM

YouKnow? and then,

They discover: “Oh, he didN’T do that after all; (pause) It wasn’t even him who made that call, / ‘Cause he ain’t even got a cell phone in his hand.

Well, I’ll apologize to him (again); I’m sure he’s understand.”

Well, what I understand is:

PI NEED ToBeBlamed AGAIN,

By those that say they love me andSay: “HeCanReally use that pen,”

BUT I DON’T (Remember?) THESE WORDS AREN’T MINE;

They belong and are from ALL OF US; they are Divine,

And there are quite a few, so they often are NEVER READ,

But THAT’s OK. Nothing’s “gone to my head,”

For, my head is really empty; and (I’M SURE) EMPTY HEADS should get the blame,

For what WE ALL ARE DOING. ToME, perhaps, it’sAllTheSME,

BUT IT’S NOT REALLY for it hurts when (y’know) Idon’tThinkI’mSoBAD;

Yet, I get reminded (Yay) “YES, YOU ARE.” (eternally) It’s SURE to make me sad.