Glued To It Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

As a weaving of a web in secret done,
Forces those from their hidden corners...
Out in the open.
And seen to be in the middle of it.
Exposing themselves,
To be the culprits.

There is no need for the ones,
With sticky fingers to admit...
Which one of them is at fault.
Since all in view had participated in this.

And without a finger able to point...
As in the past this has been done.
All clearly glued to their mischief...
Can not denied their involvement to anyone.