2 May 2014

I once took pride in honesty,
It was my noble trait.
But now I hold my head up high,
And tell new lies each day.
It’s easier to smile and lie,
Than to tell the truth.
And I can lie much better now,
Than I did back in my youth.
Every single day is great.
Nothing ever hurts.
I always feel just fine.
Oh yeah, I fib in little spurts.