It’s All Your Fault
©2015 Mollie Pearce McKibbon
My eye is black because of you;
You don’t know what you put me through.
My nose is swollen, a tooth is loose,
I think it’s time we called a truce.
I know just how this war began;
I had to prove I was a man.
But Sam is big and Sam is tough
And I think I have done enough
Damage to his chin and cheek.
Perhaps I’ll get a chance to speak
And say,”Let’s just forget this fight,
Or we’ll be wearing ice all night. “
It’s all your fault we’ve had this spat.
Sam used to be my friend in fact
Until you flashed your bright blue eyes
And tossed your curls at all the guys.
I’ve never felt this way before
Until you walked in through the door.
It’s all your fault; you are to blame,
Grade six will never be the same!