The Last Word

It is a fact and not an assumption, the LW is mine

The LW sends greetings and pities your wrong facts

Those sentiments were sent your way while the last word is me.

Oh how wrong you always are, the LW is loving it's time with me

What time?

not yours

Nor yours it seems

Actually it seems quite mine

Looking in a mirror does not count, it is clearly mine as always, there are no ifs, ands or butts!

In any case the LW is mine.