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A Fibber's Prayer
Dear Lord, it's true
I've done some things
I said I didn't do -
I've lied Dear Lord
But in this prayer
I now confess to you -
I'm sharing sins as now I know,
That children should be truthful so,
I'm blurting out my fibs instead,
Of keeping them all in my head.
So when I cried, "I wouldn't dare
Toss my white pet rat in the air !"
Not only did I toss her up;
- Dear Lord, I caught her in dad's cup -
And when I blamed it all on Paul
For sketching on my bedroom wall,
God please tell mam that it was me;
-'Twas I, who drew that knobbly knee -
And when I groaned, "I feel so sick !
I've caught the flu from my friend Mick !"
Dear Lord, tell dad he was so right;
- I did light up and puff his pipe -
And when my sister screamed that day,
"A SPIDER'S CHOKING MY AIRWAY !"
God please tell Sarah I'm disgraced;
- I dropped that spider on her face -
And when my much loved grandpa John
Cried out, "WHERE HAVE MY BROAD BEANS GONE ?"
Dear Lord, tell grandpa I've come clean;
- I did dig up his prize broad beans -
And when I looked her in the eye
And bawled at grandma, "I DON'T LIE !"
God please tell gran 'twas I not Nick;
- I chalked hopscotch with her lipstick -
And that day when I calmly said,
"I don't know where mam's jam is kept "
Dear Lord, tell Gemma it was me;
- I spread plum jam on her CD -
So sorry if you're one of those,
Like mam, dad, Sarah, Gem and Co.
For you've all tried to learn me why,
It is so very wrong to lie.
But now I'm older I declare,
In fact I faithfully do swear,
That I will never lie again,
Except the times I must,
AMEN !
Copyright 2005 © Colin Baker
Last edited by colinbaker62; 08-11-2007 at 09:01 AM.
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