You lied once, twice and thrice
That is your sin and your vice
To me and to yourself, you lied:
You lie now right after your lies.
Lies over lies,
Lies inside other lies,
White or half lies
Interbreed with big black lies
And become a pile of amalgamated lies.
You are over-fulled of lies;
Coming out of your mouth are your lies
While you're speaking, you just utter lies
Because your mother tongue is...lienglish
That causes in others a lot of anguish
You yourself are made out of lies
Or...you are merely by definition...a living lie
11/15/09
lieglish(lol) that's a good one, thats a really good poem, i have had the bad luck of calling some of these people friend, but they never stayed long, but that is a really good poem! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really liked that poem.: D