The Whole Truth


There once was a lie, bold

faced and throw-out prone. Lies

have infinite lives, have spanned

centuries, eons.


When lies mature, they dream

of becoming whopper sized

competitors for the great lie.

Most, being wee lies that witheld

small truths, never grew large

enough to be remembered. 


Teeny wee lies are like boys 

who dream of football fame

but at eighteen stop growing

at five feet two inches high

and one hundred pounds too light,

hitting the pigskin ceiling.

A lie must have stature and

muscle to enter the gladiator

arena to obtain super lie status.


Big lies are the size of steroids

that surround human thoughts patterns

like brain tissue. We make them

large as banks too big to fail and

never ever send them to prison.







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