<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=414396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Peccavi for friend Bob</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A sword suspended by a thread, precariously above my head<br>A sin committed long ago I did not want the world to know.<br>My conscience nagged incessantly I dreaded the discovery <br>of what I had done as a child. Sufficient cause to be reviled.<br>By anyone who came to know the secrets that I hid below<br> my air of seeming innocence. How I’ve regretted my offence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What I had done nobody knew nor were they ever likely to.<br>I did not wish to cause alarm nor did I wish the slightest harm.<br>To anyone I was a fool to think it would be rather cool.<br>To super glue the ladies loo which left a lady sticking to<br>The toilet seat to her distress. I was too frightened to confess.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I realised eventually that only I could forgive me<br>I still regret my foolishness. A childish prank no more no less.<br>The time has come for my reprieve I am forgiven I believe<br>My punishment draws to its close.Although in fact still no one knows. <br>Who superglued the ladys loo.There is no way that they could do.<br>I have repented of my sin but secretly suppress a grin.<br> When I recall the memory which all my life has haunted me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">26/04/2009<br>http; // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ivor+Or+Ivor.e+Hogg">Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=414396" data-title="Peccavi for friend Bob de Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg" data-description="A sword suspended by a thread, precariously above my head A sin committed long ago I did not want the world to know. My conscience nagged incessantly I dreaded the discovery of what I had done as a child. Sufficient cause to be reviled. By anyone..."></div> </div> </div>

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