“The dog ate my homework”
You tell the teacher at school
Praying that she’ll believe you
That she’ll be that big a fool.
“Johnny was the one who ate the cookies.”
You claim as you stand there in place
As your mom glares at the cookie crumbs
That belie the innocent look on your face.
At the ten year reunion,
You meet the most popular girl
The one that had had the football team’s
Heads and hormones all in a whirl.
You grit your teeth and give a false smile
(Secretly you had called her “the school’s biggest twit!)
You claim you are choking to hide your laughter
As you stare at her fat nose with its huge zit.
That secret told in such confidence
That from your lips so casually tripped
When confronted by the secret teller
You claim “Sorry, I guess I sort of slipped”
Yup, excuses, it seems, there are
For every occasion, there’s no denyin’
But you can’t hide the truth
That in the end you’re just lyin’!
Excuses can sometimes lead one into a trap
When asked to validate the words that are spoken
And if given all of the time
Can cause trust to be broken.
“Tis better to leave them sitting
High up on some forgotten shelf
And never use them with others
Or even with yourself.