You know it all, You know it all
How could you possibly know it all?
Things unseen hidden behind a shawl
Half eaten cookies, left on your plate
Who took your cookies, no big debate
You just blame me
It's the same scene
Though I have some crumbs on my face
and I left the room quick-footed in haste
Doesn't mean that it was me
Though a slight milk mustache you still can see
You know it all, You know it all
How could you possibly know it all
You say I triiped you? Made you fall?
Blame me becasue my foot stuck out
you scraped your knee and let out a shout
You just say it was I because you are mad
Your eyes are tearing so you may be sad
Uh, It wasn't me though, I don't break the law
But you knew it was me, You know it all
A contest entry
- Know-it-all Poems! by Melodies.
550 points, ended September 30, 2007, 10 entries
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Comments
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HAHAHA!!! Yeah, right!
We are all guilty until proven innocent!
A very funny poem that is a true event in everybodys' homes, especially the homes that have lots of kids! 
Thank you for making me smile! 
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