#1
Guilt Trip

I saw everything,
On that hot and bright September day,
That crazy little guy,and he ran away,

CHORUS!
They gathered round his motionless body,
Guilt set in,
So I went away,

I went on with the usual day,
subject here subject there,
Thinking of that sadistic bear,

CHORUS!

Now i'm home I wonder,
I wonder whether I should come clean,
In comes the police and that roaring chopper,

CHORUS!

Toss and turn in my bed,
Tired and sweating,
So now here it comes,

I await the verdict,
The judge casts the final vote,
eye for an eye,
Truth for a punishment,

CHORUS!

They Gather round hid motionless body,
Guilt set in,
So I went away,
But I wandered back to tell my version!

By Cameron Shaw
#2
There are things called rules, of which you have been informed 3 or 4 times. I'm tired of telling you to read them.

*reported*