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Habitual liars, story spinners
Elasticizing their version of the truth,
Taking it and whomever they can
On a seemingly endless journey
Into oblivion.
They can feed you the same lie
8 ways past Sunday.
Expect you to believe it
And further expect to get away with it.
Gettin' you caught up in their whirlwind
Just to see how fast and long
They can make your head spin.
Fool me once, shame on you,
Fool me twice, shame on me.
Ha ha ha ha what a fool believes!
Always runnin' lies
Like game on a playa.
Walkin' and jive talkin'
With the naysayers.
But a vigilant and open mind
Knows and sees the warning signs
Gracefully steps aside
As the liar and their bull ride on by.
Knowledge and wisdom are the reliability
Of the vigilant one's path as much as
The liar's re-lie-ability continually
Fuels their wrath on a
Seemingly endless journey
Into oblivion.
© 2/12/17
