Don'T Lie To Poets
You can’t lie
To a sweet lyre bird,
You can’t lie
At a small primrose,
Nor to a young Clarisse,
No one will lie,
Or a lying cat,
You can’t lie to me,
You can’t lie to me,
To a white rose,
You can’t lie
To a big yellow elephant,
Men lie too often,
We have to protect ourselves from it,
Flowers, cats, elephants
Understand this well.
We don’t lie to primroses,
We don’t lie to cypresses,
You don’t lie to vipers
Let’s hear what they tell us,
Don’t lie to poets,
On violins, on clarinets,
Don’t lie to daffodils,
Don’t lie to lovers,
Tomorrow they’ll thank us.
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