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Dec 2016
the burden of proof rests on the accuser
failure of which would determine the loser
i shudder to think i was ready to lose her
if ever it turned out to be true

but then again,

the burden of trust lies with the diplomat
who flits back and forth, what's with that?
as hard as i try to figure where you're at
if it really, solemnly was you

rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat.

it's best not to judge but don't be naive
you never know what they've got stashed up their sleeve.
Dave Williams
Written by
Dave Williams  Johannesburg
(Johannesburg)   
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