Deception In Soup Creek

Deception In Soup Creek There once was a town called Soup Creek amiable and quaint Filled with all these characters, a perfect picture they'd paint It was founded to protect the innocent Where one was welcome to come visit A bold western saga exquisite A Mayor, a Sheriff, a saloon proprietor A bar owner, also a realtor What comes next you can’t make it up, is true A charlatan Sheriff who already knew The saloon owner was a phony too This is the tale what we thought a young fem, Claimed she was being stalked by men who used different user names All the while she was doing the same Many here feel used by her deception Manipulated for her own protection Even I was dragged in To keep the adventure going I was a bit overzealous Got a vibe she was jealous Cause I added a twist And then there’s this… Whose face is it? Someone off the internet Identity theft is what I saw Or is madam above the law I uncovered a foul devious charade Just ego and hubris on parade Meanwhile she had Told a few folks who also were played Madam’s her old self, and is back With fists ready to attack Writing about the value of friends Pshaw, a victim again, it never ends I don’t have the time for this I’ll give it to you quick, Ma`am, Miss What were you thinking, is it mental illness? Tell the saloon owner, who invites us in for a drink What in heavens name would Milton think? I know I should move on gracefully But it just didn't settle right with me If lies and deception are your lot At least you can try better not to get caught