Again and Again and Again
They did it again, what they always do.
We all know it, seems we have no clue.
No one ever lies, that is the multitude cries.
Just insignificant untruths, rise and flies,
Causing so many to build up and arise.
When will it ever stop, yes those lies.
I have had another conundrum to give.
Some more to think about and live,
Pre-existing conditions are now covered.
As long as they were not pre-existing,
Means before date, they were undiscovered.
So they were not pre-existing, just persisting.
So Pre-existing conditions is a farce.
Though now they should be sparse.
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