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THE LIERS

Nothing bad like them,
they know every thing,
rights and wrongs.

They don't mind at all,
to produce funny words,
from what they speak.

They twist all the words,
from rights to wrongs,
and wrongs to rights,
to make others fool.

By getting what they need,
they just walk away,
to please them selves,
all the day.

The surperfluous words
they speak,
makes them unique
and hated every time,
when ever they go.

The drunkards and the liers,
their mother is the same,
due to the nature they are!

Mockingly, most of them
really are sick,
mentally all the times.

They need a special drug,
to treat the insect they have
in their heads,
to call a dog a goat!

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