Killing Ms. Griffen

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Killing Ms. Griffen

It was never meant to happen,

I swear it wasn't we.

My friends didn't kill her,

And I promise it wasn't me.

No I can't explain the blood,

And how it got on our hands.

Maybe it was the janitor,

He has blood on his wristbands.

Anna's has a gun,

But I swear we didn't shoot.

No, I didn't see the bullet hole,

Left in Ms. Griffen's boot.

Yes Timmy has a knife,

But Janet has some rope.

That doesn't mean we're guilty.

Well , at least I hope.

I know you found my finger prints,

All over Ms. Griffen's neck.

But are you sure they're mine,

I need you to re-check.

You said Amy confessed,

She told everything to you?

But are you sure because,

She killed Ms. Griffen too.

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