Judge Mommy
by Lord R.e. Taylor
Grandma, I have been framed
There were no witnesses
They never presented evidence
She just saw me near that cupcake
I was arrested, charged, and convicted
Boy, Mommy can be a tough judge
© Poem – III/VIII/MMXXIII
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