41. Not Guilty!

We have assembly every day

Assembly in the hall

And every day (or so it seems)

The Head, who's ten feet tall

(Or so it seems) has lots to say

about the writing on the wall.

And (so it seems) just every day

He looks at me with marbled eye

And makes me feel I wrote it all.

I go quite red from head to foot

(Or so it seems) and try to stare

Right back at him. "How do you dare,"

I want to shout, "to make me feel

I wrote that stuff?  I'm more the type

Who'd look for rags to wipe

It off!" (or so it seems).

                                           John Kitching