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Sir Tokyo Sexwale · May 12, 2011

I did not kill my lovely wife

I did not slash her with a knife

I did not bonk her on the head

I did not know that she was dead

I stayed at home that fateful night

I took a cab, then took a flight

The bag I had was just for me

My bag! My bag! Hey, leave it be.

When I came home I had a gash

My hand was cut from broken glass

I cut my hand on broken glass

A broken glass did cause the gash

I have nothing yet to hide

My friend, he took me for a ride

Did you take this person's life?

Did you do it with a knife?

I did not do it with a knife

I did not, could not kill my wife

I did not do this awful crime

I could not, would not anytime

Did you hit her from above?

Did you drop this bloody glove?

I did not hit her from above

I cannot even wear that glove

I did not do it with a knife

I did not, could not kill my wife

I did not do this awful crime

I could not, would not anytime

And now I'm free, I can return

To my house for which I yearn

And to my family whom I love

Hey now I'm free. Give back my glove!

John am Rhein · May 13, 2011

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