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
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