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Oh To Be A Fly Upon The Wall
Patience really is a virtue
From one set of ears to the next,
Word travels fast, especially when it’s wrong,
If you’ve nothing nice to say,
Then keep your words to yourself, where they belong.
I heard you ask,
And I live for the day when you’ll ask me,
Be warned, don’t ask if you don’t want the truth,
Because this particular question, it’ll be answered, you’ll see.
I can guarantee you’ll not like the answer,
Which I’m sure you’re already aware,
Hence why it wasn’t my ear that heard the question,
Oh no, it’s one you’ll not ask, you’ll not dare.
The answer is complicated,
Though not unanswerable, I’m sure,
It’s painful, memorable,
And it’ll even up the score.
Many wrongs have gone silent,
But it’s not me that you’ll eventually face,
The day you meet your maker,
Will firmly install you in that heated hell bound place.
