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The Statute of Limitation Has Run Out

By Elton Camp

Most have things in their past


That present life could blast
Whose life’s an open book
So to welcome a close look?

We hope none will ever learn


Things our name could burn
What we did way back when
And wouldn’t ever do again

Such acts and thoughts as those


That we think nobody knows
Some claim such they didn’t do,
They lie about other things too

But the time limit has run out


About such long ago, no doubt
While back then, evil I did do
I’m too old to make any new

(Autobiographical? Moi? Of
course not. It’s just a poem.)