A Riddle: A Poem

It’s in the black and white.

It confirms life.

It’s what is known and seen.

It’s why I’m sure you’re lying to me.

It is in the courtroom.

It is in the darkroom.

It’s in the gray pencil lines of geometry.

It’s why the good wife picks up and leaves.

It’s beyond suspicion.

It’s positive.

It keeps water at bay.

It questions faith.

It is in the bottle.

It is in the pudding.

(Proof.)

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