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Mendacity...

Babies being born out of lies and hate

Being raised into nothing but half truths and waste,

A youthful lying child emerges into something that people can now hate,

Adults who cannot wait to grow into parents,

Allowing them now to spread their lies and hate

Into their children that they now can hate.

 

When you meet them,

Their

Lying dormant tongue

Is seeking an ear

On which to pontificate,

Their venom is vile, while spewing anger and hate

Gossip lying bitch will grab you like an itch

Waiting for the next person to hate,

Which might make you their mate.

 

Yet

Time passing the curled quick tongue,

Still will not rest

Till the aged,….. lies his way into power

Requiring the world to wait

To see if anyone else

Can join in his hate,