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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required One liar said to the other liar, “That’s some shaky vanilla truth, I heard you done cold call sold. With these lying eyes, do I scream with glee ... you left girl honesty hanging altar jilted at that reveal wed party. Quick thinking on nimble toes! Very cadaver clever of you, I must say. Your labyrinth woven pyramid scheme tale was Madoff maze-worthy bold. ” Then the dos liar said to the uno liar, an octave notch higher: “Si, amigo. Me heard-tell that you did a canary pitch sale. Spilling the beans down the snitch well ... But the half-baked truths you CI told, were premo mescaline puff pastry out the sphincter pie-hole. I tip my hat in touché display, it was very ghoul cool false quixotic of you.” The upscale, pretentious boy-wolf crier said unto the low-level street speak liar, in another timbre tone, a nervous tic higher: “We got something in common, I slyly suppose. Both of us have a white powder Pinocchio nose; Our Lucy Maryjane-Ahash twin nostrils breathe the same meth fumes in, for the cut cost of a crack windpipe blow. Bravo ... bravo! Down Mexicali way we go, tally-ho pronto. But, I’d be lying if I said so, that spontaneous burst of enthusiasm was sincere tho’. Canard crash dummy me was just driver test-truth trying, steering the mood questionably. Seeing how you’re a tight-lipped pro, I wink-nod to you, lying bro’-to-bro’” The subterranean, dirt-dealing liar said to the lofty air squirt-spilling truth denier: “Mi hermano, we both be addicted to lying ... Of everything you just told me, there’s nothing I’m buying. We got a crap load of exterminator monkey jones juice for spraying the fake spit — No-no amount of lie-detecting jade incentive green defecting tip ever gon make us quit.” “Liar-to-liar, my false tongue bandito comrade ... I.V. drip tell you of a robber cattle baron truth: Don’t buy the bullhorn vow farm we both vaguely sell, without the hard burglar sodium pentothal roof.” “Liar-to-liar, we raise folks doubtful ire ... Listen here, to testimony unreliable — unsubstantiated squeals from gaucho me, and my equivocating amigo, who speaks proper English most lip wavy.” “Lets us be ear fuzzy unclear, you oath gullible fools: Don’t buy the rocket goods we untruth boast boost, without the solid fuel proof! This is a phony reel deal spiel conversation. Liar-to-Liar ... We are the sound byte mis-direction pros all alibi amateurs hire. Our work is truly root canal legendary, with no corroborating cavity support holes. This seedy Duo Embellish Company sell tooth fairytales that alternate spin grows — Liar-to-Liar is who them enamel caught chumps shoulda chose.”
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