Friday, March 11, 2016

the crumbs on the fingers


The fingers in the cookies jar
The sin can't get away
Though lies can be said
In the crumbs on the fingers

It is only the apple polishers
They will sing the melody
The fingers aren't in the cookies jar
He tries to cover it up to keep it fresh”

The blind will agree
The fools will clap hands
They think of the cookies
It makes for the hungry

The cats will jump over
The dogs will bark at it
The fingers in the cookies jar
It feels good to touch its contents

The educated will point finger
There is no way to escape
Red handed with the crumbs
What will you say in the end?


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