Saturday, 3 March 2012


Lies are like teeth
Sharp, they bite and tear
They’re vicious, if you want
Them to be.

Sometimes, someone will punch you
Just one sock to the jaw
And your mouth fills with blood
Your teeth knocked out
You’ll look like a fool
Till the end of your days.

 And at other times, they’ll just
Fall away
Having rotted black
Because you haven’t taken care of them
And you’ll be left
At the end of a long life
Wondering where the hell they all went to.

All lies are bad
And small lies
Are no worse than big ones.

After all,
However you’ve lost them
At the end of the day
You’re still stuck with mush


yes, i failed. still, any economist could tell you that extrapolating from three pieces of evidence is not a good idea.

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