Pathological Liars

Every word is gospel according to their stories Teenagers would never file a false report I remind them to begin with“Once upon a time” My children only tell the truth “just because” Simplicity with rocks inside the head works fine Soft words flow from the tongue like honey Truth is a hummingbird with pretty feet When they say“Daddy” I'm mesmerized My teenagers would never tell one lie to me Let's start with many and move on from there Emotional, sincere, red faced in tears A stream of consciousness makes it clear Every word is meant for listening but not to hear The police men knocking at my door Are a figment of my imagination They are there to say hello and nothing more Not to take them in for something no one did With love we trust the wishes of our kids Another shot of whiskey makes it clearer Gullibility works better for parents who Seem normal but are obviously impaired Let us not judge lest we be judged Let he who is without sin cast the first stone Let's use the ones inside their heads for starters And put this baby to bed