Fault

It's not my fault I fell in love. You are the one that tripped me.
Why did the tectonic plates break up? It wasn’t her fault, but there was just too much friction between them.
Why did the tectonic plates break up?
It wasn’t her fault, but there was just too much friction between them.
Taking a romantic ride today,
We sat upon the wagon.
Suddenly the horse lifted his tail
And we heard a roaring dragon!

The deafening sound hurt my ears
And the smell burned the hairs in my nose.
My girlfriend sat and glared at me.
Somehow my fault I suppose.

It was my idea to take the ride,
But how was I to know?
It really wasn't in my plans;
Didn't know the horse would blow.

The noise and the smell were bad enough,
As the wind blew quickly by.
But I think the very worst of it,
Was the brown stuff in my eye.

My girlfriend's face turned angry red.
So I figured I wouldn't dare,
Advise her of the smelly pieces
Of horse stuff in her hair.

The horse finally stopped; my girl ran away,
Stubbornly lifting her chin.
I think that horse was enjoying himself,
Cause I'm sure I saw him grin.

A lesson learned for me today.
Although I must confess,
I laughed so hard I nearly cried
As I wiped away the mess.

(by Annabel Sheila)
Mary didn’t miss a first serve the entire match. It was not her fault she lost.
What did one tectonic plate say to the other when they bumped into each other?
Sorry, that was my fault.
How did the serve know when the bad serve was not with the hand? The server knew it was the foot fault.