Poetic-Verses
THE WEDGE OF GUILT
God be God and satan leaves!
Sack satans to any length!
"Why am I pestered daily on end
To give account of the least blame?"
The shoe falls, "why?"
The soup spoilt, "why?"
The engins stops. "Why?"
You too why? Who are you?
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THE WEDGE OF GUILT
THE WEDGE OF GUILT
