IT WASN’T ME
It wasn’t me, all my adult life I have wished it was, still wishing. O you can fish, try every angle, out of me not a word you’ll wrangle. My lips are sealed, but I do know who, not even that am I telling you. O you can fish, try every angle, out of me not a word you’ll wrangle. Still wishing, should it happen you’ll still not know. It wasn’t me, wish it was.
#75 words
© Mick E Talbot 2017/66
Mick E Talbot Poems 
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