The koala did it I heard him say
He left his fingerprints at the scene that day
And was underhanded in what he did
The case is broken that's why he hid
It wasn't me who stole the car
Driving it away so very far
And you can see when we're together
We are nothing alike as you can gather.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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