Vlad, The Mr. Of Lies Poem by Ellias Anderson Jr.

Vlad, The Mr. Of Lies



Dear friends, dear guys,

Here is the story of Mr. Lies:

It was a rainy day, with black birds,

You would be frighten, and smell dead,

With a white suit, with a warmly walk,

He came through me, said: let's have talk

"Vlad" is here

DEAR FRIEND! Have no fear!

His speeches can stop you even from die,

But you rather not believe it, all are lie

Far from this place and this world,

You will be moved just by his word

Just the clear fake and clear attacks.

You will get sad, you better stay back

He is just a lire,

And should he put out our fire?

He teaches the die, he is the MASTER of Devil

All the devilkin are at the mercy of him, specially Evil

I heard from him, " ((...i like them…)) "

Never ever forget his name, Vladimir Lem!

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Ellias Anderson Jr.

Ellias Anderson Jr.

Iran, Islamic republic of
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