It's Always Something
by
Kelly Mcclure
Would I be arrested
If I stabbed you in the eye with
My favorite black Bic pen?
Even if I had a good excuse?
If I leapt out of my chair and made a
grab for your neck,
Would you still give me a card on my
birthday?
Would I be locked up
as I simply got up
and walked away.
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