My mistake
I never makes mistakes, I’m quite meticulous. I pride myself on veracity and never make a fuss.
of course I might make a gaffe, a misstep I might take, or even an accuracy, but never a mistake.
I’ve been known to make an error, or a false move I could fake, or a possible a blunder, but never a mistake,
I once did miss a misprint, and a blooper for goodness sake. And my tongue’s been known to slip a bit, but never a mistake.
No, I never make mistakes, for granted that is taken. I actually thought I’d make one once but I was mistaken.
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