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He wasn't trying to out me,
He wouldn't.
But Simon Peter wanted to know,
So Jesus told him.
I already felt bad enough,
Being the one to do it
(Instead of Peter, that is),
But he'd insisted on me.
Then the look on Peter's face
When he heard,
Made me feel like I was in charge of
His life, too – not just Jesus'.
Speaking of Jesus,
He gave me some bread then,
And I skedaddled.
