Quatrain of The Untrue
The Untrue - step away from the table
You chew the facts, then spit
them out, as if you
detest the
taste.
Your logic is spoiled, like rotten
hamburger, your morals
no longer
chaste.
Your mind is made up to support
the worst in nature, and
the wholly
untrue,
There is no sense for you to eat
any more truth, it's obvious
you don't like to
chew.
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