Not I!

And then, there where three

Or four, or more,

It’s hard to tell,

All are now in hell,

On earth, no points did score,

But now are, where they all should be,

Rapists, layers, gangsters, and the lot,

And many others,

The devil knows,

Their seed he sows,

Through their dads, and mothers,

Takes them back to where it’s hot,

Yet none, to fear him more,

Than those, that fears him not,

Politicians and the like,

Or preachers fancy flight

Tell lies, of you, and God,

Of those, he keeps good score,

Still hear their cries, it wasn’t me,

Not I, that book did fudge,

And instead, told lies

Of the noble, and the wise,

Not I to judge

Their stupidity

13/01/2008