REECE'S RASPBERRIES

I ate all the raspberries, and I blamed it on my niece,

She is only two years old, and they'll leave her be, in peace,

I don't want to get the nagging,

From my  brother, who was bragging,

He picked the berries; I said were ate by his daughter, Reece. 

I CREATE CONSPIRACY THEORIES, BECAUSE I AM EVIL AND MEAN

I love spreading conspiracy theories,

They scare both enemies and dearies,

"Spaceships invade,"

"There's a Bigfoot parade,"

Just say it, there's no need for queries